|Moving truck is here!|
|This was when they barricaded the fridge with boxes. I was STARVING, and the only food we had left in the house was in there.|
|That's all our stuff all packed up behind the yellow rope.|
And before I knew it, everything was packed up and loaded in the truck. It's a strange feeling to watch most of your possessions being driven away to begin its journey overseas. It's even weirder to walk back into your house and see it empty for the first time.
I definitely wasn't as much of an emotional wreck as I was on move/pack day when we were leaving Houston to come here. I guess it helps that we're going somewhere we are familiar with this time around. That day feels like a million years ago and just yesterday all at the same time. Although it's looking like we will be in Houston for "at least a year or two" (in the words of my husband), I couldn't help but wonder when/if I might be doing this same thing all over again.
At any rate, our "stuff" has officially begun its journey back to the US. Now it's our turn I guess. But not for another week still!