It’s like things are picking up steam, and I know it, but I’m not willing to confront it. I have this silly idea that somehow, some way, everything is going to get done with the move and the new house on time and on budget. Go ahead. Laugh if you want. On the Internet, no one can hear you guffaw.
We have done a lot, actually. The painters, plumber, and electricians are lined up, and I’ve scheduled with my brother to do some demo work on the existing kitchen counter before we have the new one put in. Shades are ordered. Stove is almost ordered.  Kitchen faucet is in hand.
Ava seems to be getting used to the whole moving idea, too. We were looking at shade colors the other day, and she kept flipping through the short stack of color cards we’d given her and yelling, “This is for the living room, and this is for the bedroom!” She has the hang of it.
I only hope we get a weekend like this upcoming one for the move. Can we be that lucky?