This week we’re getting new carpet. Can I just say ugh!
Imagine moving…without moving. Every stick of furniture in our house has to move. Closets have to be cleared to hip height. Imagine all the “stuff” five people accumulate when they’ve lived in the same spot for eight years. Now add in an extra five very high bookshelves.
What a process.
It’s a good process…as long as we are ruthless about purging. We’re using it as the catalyst to rearrange kids’ rooms and by extension our room. But it’s a process. One I don’t want to repeat for at least twenty years. So if you hear any groans coming from Indiana, just attribute them to us.
And my husband, poor guy, has had to do most of the moving. The joys of hitting my third trimester in a few days. He’s been amazing!