Denial

Yes, I am alive. I think. This has been a crazy month. We are moving again. I know, abnormal for 90% of the population....but for those of us that do it a lot, it is what it is. It's a job, and we are thankful to have one, so we move again. So Tennessee here we come. Lots of n's and s's and e's in that state. And this is when I spend the next 2 months in a stage of denial, only allowing bits of the big picture into my head so I can get through another move without losing my mind. It really is an art form I have perfected. Denial really is underrated. It can get you through many things in life.....slowly. :) And then in August when I am sipping a drink and floating in my pool in my backyard surrounded by boxes, I will still be practicing the fine art of denial.

School ends in 2.5 weeks and this momma will be doing the happy dance all the way to school and back. And then I will be doing the happy dance as we pack our car and head to the beach for Memorial Day weekend. Happy dance. All day long. And I am going to read all weekend and pretend I don't have to come home to a house I must keep clean in case someone wants to come see it at a moments notice. I love moving. And I love denial.