Perspective

Today is the day we start emptying out the house. Boxes have been packed and soon they will be hiding in a storage unit, ostracized from their pals. As if they had feelings. Too bad they couldn't sprout legs and march themselves up the road and move themselves into the storage unit.

As we packed some boxes a few nights ago, Sawyer said, "I don't remember moving being this hard."

Funny because at the same time, with the kids' fabulous help, I was thinking, "I don't remember why I thought moving was so hard."

I guess it's all a matter of perspective.