That's it. The end. Finito.
Todd and I moved another load from Cheyenne to Casper last night, I mean, this morning. We pulled into Casper at 3 a.m.
In the last week we've had no sleep, no stopping, and no idea where our stuff is.
After moving four times in eight months I think I can reasonably say: I'm over it!
I just want to be settled. And to have our house put away. And to go to bed at 10 p.m. and sleep eight hours. Is this too much to ask?
On an high note: We LOVE the new house. It's huge! And once we get some of those cosmetic upgrades done it will be amazing!