The packing continues…

This week is the marathon week. We are to get the keys today and slowly start the moving process. Our phone/internet service is supposed to be disconnected on Wednesday, but reconnected on Monday (29th)...so posts on the move progress may not happen. It will probably drive me insane to not have internet access, but I guess it will be a cleansing of sorts. ha. If you email me, sorry, I may not get it until next week.

And so, this will be the last post from our duplex. The 'plex has had it's value: made it possible to pay off our debt and allow me to stay at home with the little one. But it's time to move to a place all our own (while still maintaining the duplex). I'm definitely looking forward to that!

Moving day is Saturday. Seems like Evan has lined up some buddies to be the muscle behind the move. My mom (THANK YOU!!) is coming to help with Seth. Huge blessing for me.

Oh! And we met this guy who offered to help us move. Seems like he's certainly qualified! :o)

We're Moving!

That's right, we're moving. We're staying in Lakewood but will finally have a home to ourselves. We're excited, though there is A LOT to do! We will have our work cut out for us for quite sometime in order to get the home looking the way we want it. But, the potential outweighs all the effort. We're supposed to close on June 22 and Evan wants to start moving in almost immediately so we can get our current apartment rented. Here's a photo of the front...so many changes we'd like to make.
Our soon-to-be new residence

A Very Noisy Concert

Seth has taken quite an interest in drums lately. At church, the drummer has a hard time practicing for service when Seth is practically in his lap trying to bang on the drums. At home, he takes anything he can and beats on the coffee table...which now has several nicks and indentation marks from him.

Today he took it to another level. While I was making dinner, he one-by-one carried the mixing bowls, colanders, and glass measuring cups into the living room...to make his OWN drum set. With metal measuring cup and pastry brush in hand, he beat the heck out of the bowls for awhile. VERY NOISY which I'm sure our downstairs tenant enjoyed immensely. But Seth was happy as a clam...as you can see in these photos: