There was a time when I was certain the tower of moving boxes in our Chicago home wouldn't stop piling up. And then it did, when the movers came back after the weekend and loaded up all our stuff on the truck and we waved goodbye and then sat in an empty house for the next two days.
There was a time when I was pretty sure the road trip to Maryland would never end. But then we made it to Ohio, our first destination in a two-part trip with Max, with our sanity still in check, and found some good BBQ grub sold out of a trailer at a Shell gas station when we had to detour to a little town due to a major accident on the Turnpike.
There was a time when I thought there was no way in heck we'd ever be able to unpack the 125 boxes filling every inch of our small condo in Bethesda with Max running around, and that we should just throw everything out, but then slowly, the mountain of boxes were whittled down to just a few shoved off to the corner.
There was a time when I didn't think Hurricane Sandy would pass, and I wholeheartedly cursed our luck to have left beautiful Chicago only to arrive just in time for this sh*tstorm, but then she did, and the next day we went out and about with our lives to run errands in neighboring Rockville.
There was a time when we first arrived and I thought Max would never smile again, but then he did, after those first three days.
And so, like with everything else, I have to remind myself that I will soon get used to not living in Chicago and instead living in Bethesda and look forward.
There was a time when I was pretty sure the road trip to Maryland would never end. But then we made it to Ohio, our first destination in a two-part trip with Max, with our sanity still in check, and found some good BBQ grub sold out of a trailer at a Shell gas station when we had to detour to a little town due to a major accident on the Turnpike.
There was a time when I thought there was no way in heck we'd ever be able to unpack the 125 boxes filling every inch of our small condo in Bethesda with Max running around, and that we should just throw everything out, but then slowly, the mountain of boxes were whittled down to just a few shoved off to the corner.
There was a time when I didn't think Hurricane Sandy would pass, and I wholeheartedly cursed our luck to have left beautiful Chicago only to arrive just in time for this sh*tstorm, but then she did, and the next day we went out and about with our lives to run errands in neighboring Rockville.
There was a time when we first arrived and I thought Max would never smile again, but then he did, after those first three days.
And so, like with everything else, I have to remind myself that I will soon get used to not living in Chicago and instead living in Bethesda and look forward.
Your new place looks nice and relaxed. I can see that from FurFur's sunbathing!!
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