Closing Time

Apparently spring time is code for moving time, at least according to the last three years of my life.

Our apartment is currently a maze of boxes. Janine closes on her house tomorrow. I get to unpack belongings that have been boxed up in storage for nearly a year now.

I'm looking at my last three days commuting to work. I realize a half hour is pretty mild as far as commutes go, but highway 75 is ALWAYS slow going. I'm excited for a pinch of extra sleep and even more for less frequent trips to the gas station.

Here's to a great workout over the next few days as we taxi our belongings from our third floor apartment to the house!