In between blowouts, nap times, and feedings, boxes are slowly starting to empty.

I am even doing a fairly good job not letting my anxiety from the clutter take over. I’ve never been a particularly clean person, but I am definitely an organized person. So the clutter and chaos is not my favorite thing.

But I did some mental preparation before this all began and I am miraculously able to keep some perspective: just because it doesn’t all get done today, doesn’t mean it will be like this forever.

Now if I could just find the box with the dish soap…

New house is awesome, but moving is not super fun. I think that is a pretty typical sentiment. But Lewis has been a trooper so far, and much progress has been made. The light is at the end of a very long tunnel. But we can almost catch out first glimpse. 🙂