So... we're moving again! It's pretty intense. Exactly 480 days ago my family packed up all our stuff in Utah and moved it to Texas. We had lived in Utah my whole life. I knew one house, one neighborhood, one lawn, one green mailbox, etc... I had heard all my life that moving is a TERRIBLE THING, absolutely horrid, nothing good comes out of it AT ALL!!! And because i am the way i am (win in every situation possible is my motto...prideful i know, I'm working on it). I was bound and determined to prove Disney movies wrong!
Is it just me or in every movie, the kids would rather kill themselves than move to a different state, and i get that. Moving is hard! Your forced to get out of your comfort zone a little bit and actually, maybe, be the one to start a conversation! You've got to go through the junk that's sitting on the dresser, and in the junk drawer (just admit it now, you have one!!! I know you do!), and if your like me get rid of a couple (or 10) pairs of shoes. Moving is hard!
But i want to tell you something, i was bound and determined to like moving and make it a good experience even if it killed me! I wanted to prove Disney WRONG! I knew it was possible and i knew i was right (pride problems).
But guess what?! I was right ;) mwahahhaha!!! I've lived in Texas for 480 days. It almost killed me, ALMOST! I moved my family here almost by myself! My mom was prego, my dad was working in Texas 3 weeks a month, and well hate to brake it to ya but my sisters were totally useless! and i was still supposed to be doing school (i owe a few teachers an apology for some unfinished assignments.). I had a few brake downs and some desperate conversations with my Heavenly Father to "please help me have a good attitude today" and "PLEASE help mom not ask for 25 things at once" and "PLEASE PLEASE help Ari to pack ONE box instead of doodling all over it!".
*A little side note* I want to make it very clear this is what i was FEELING it was not actually reality! There were in fact many people helping us, and mom's hormones were not in actuality at an extreme high every day, and Ari did pack a few boxes...but i was 15 and my hormones were at an extreme high every day! so ya -_-
But i was determined to love it anyway and looking back i really did and do! I remember nights after packing for 10 hours and just laughing with my family! Late nights with the neighborhood boys and playing night games (and usually winning ;) ), looking at scrapbooks and pictures that i had never seen before and then packing them in a box to be my treasures here in Texas, and reading my dad's missionary journal (i didn't know my dad knew how to write in a journal!!!). I really did love that time. It was no doubt the hardest thing i had ever done, but i taught myself that it's possible to be happy in chaos! And guess what?! I am having to teach myself the exact same thing again!!!! Turns out being positive takes work ALL THE TIME! Who knew right!?
Let's just say we're moving again...back to Orem Utah...exactly were we came from! I'm having bitter sweet feelings because i love my friends here, and this house, and Ari STILL doodles on EVERY BOX before she packs it, and well...we have another junk drawer, darn it!!!! Thank goodness mom is not pregnant! But i am very excited to go back and see my friends in Utah, and my family. Oh how i miss them! And my homeschool friends, I can't wait to see how much they've changed! And don't tell Ari but i love when i pick up a box that's covered in flowers or has a silly joke on it! It makes my day so much better!
So in other words, I don't mind moving :D AND, i proved Disney wrong! Teenagers can like changing locations...it's possible ;)
Oh and i thought i'd let y'all know we just finished packing our 50th box of books! We are insane!!! I love it!
Now on to tackling the dresser!
Over and out
-Houston
