It’s officially summer in New Haven, which means we’ve been getting temps in the 80s several times a week. By next week, though, I’ll have moved to Houston, where summer is a much more extreme experience. Thank goodness for central AC.
I took all of my summer clothes out of storage about a month ago and then repacked most of them yesterday in preparation for our move.
I’m sure most people feel this way, but packing is one of the most tedious and disorienting things we do in life. I can never wrap my head around the idea that literally everything I own needs to be put in a box.
The Chaos of Moving
While I am wearing this t-shirt today, these photos were taken a few weeks ago before the apartment was turned upside down in a packing frenzy.
Now, there’s hardly anywhere to put anything. I really thought we were managing our clutter, but we still have nearly 20 boxes of books, a half-dozen boxes of knickknacks, and – I kid you not – 20 pieces of framed artwork.
We’re moving into a considerably larger house, so we are going to have to *really* work on becoming minimalists if we’re going to manage the next move.
It’s weird being in the limbo between two periods of life. Many of my classmates have already moved. Others are staying a few more months, or opted to extend their program by a year.
I know that I’m on the precipice of something new, but I still feel like I’m simply on summer break. I’m torn between already missing school and excitedly anticipating a new life. And I’m also just plain tired.
If you’re in a season of change, I pray that your to-do lists are short and you’ve got the support you need to get things done!