Moving Blues

Hi there from the land of boxes!

This looks so familiar. It seems like just yesterday, we were doing the same thing.

Oh, right, thas because last week, we were doing this.

That would be, unpacking all the boxes. And then we found our new house, and are packing up again. Tough life, I know.

In all seriousness, while I feel so blessed both for Ant’s mum putting us up, and our ability to move to our new house, moving is really hard. It brings up all sorts of stuff for everyone, from having to get rid of things to leaving homes they’ve known and loved to just change. So, I’m being really gentle with myself this week.

Breakfast (from tupperware, naturally) was leftover tuna and bean salad from Anthony’s mum. She is being an angel, and not only housing us, but feeding us this week and helping us with our budget. Wowza.

Because Ant’s work schedule is insane this week (5am to 7pm, anyone?) we are only doing our runs and putting our weights on hold until we’re in the new place. So, we have a four mile run tonight, and our first 10k this weekend!