Last military move
As we transition into civilian life, there are things I’ll miss and things that I won’t.
But the moves…..those darn moves.
I’m up in the air about the moves. I’ll miss living in different places but I won’t miss those pain-in-the-hiney moves. And a pain-in-the-hiney they were.
Having to unpack….again.
Always trying to get rid of liquids because the movers won’t move them. Since we’ve switched over to cleaning with white vinegar, the only times these cleaners are used is when we move out of one house or into another and I actually remember to use them. We finished up 4 bottles this move. Yay.
Cleaning out the fridge. This was bbq chicken mixed with black-eyed peas with some potato chips thrown on top. Yeah, nasty. Don’t ever eat this.
I will miss looking at that house across the street hidden by the moss in the trees.
I’ll miss the grapefruit and orange trees in the yard.
I will miss that back porch.
Besides the fact the taping scared the baby to the point we had to take her outside on pack out day, the little thing did really well.
Goodbye little house. Good bye sweet Peggy and Rick and Anne from the market. Good riddance biting gnats and humidity. Hello good ol’ mid-West. (Sigh.)