Moving on, moving forward, moving again

So, in a surprising and stunning twist of events, we are moving back to the Bridge! I can't say that I'm sad. I love it there. and here...well, here was slowly growing on me...like a fungus mushroom grows on a tree. (Wait...does that even make scientific sense?)
And God, with His usual brilliance and slightly dry British humour, has turned this into a very fun adventure.Case in point, I found out that we were going to move back on the day I finally unpacked our last box.
Ha!Ha! Really. I thought it was funny and so I laughed and made sure I saved that box for packing up.
So, I've been boxing instead of blogging and I'm thinking about how I'm really glad for yet another chance to purge out all unneccessary stuff. Anybody want a steamer that I haven't used for the last four moves? How about a toaster oven that's travelled with me the last three times or the new used lawn chairs I just bought. Anyone want them? Anyone?
Anyway, I'll be around...but now that I'm moving out of a house that I own I will be pre-occupied with following my kids around and wiping fingerprints off the wall so that it can be ready to show at any given point.
So, this is the sixth move in the past two years...I am a professional packer now and i am a pro at going with the flow and the cool way God keeps me on my toes. 2008 is beautifl, bright and as so clearly seen early on: full of surprises.
Lovin' life. Lovin' you! (then point your arm out at someone you know) - from Elizabethtown