|Lovin' her some mirror time|
I feel like there's something significant there. Cleaning out the spiders. A fresh start.
I get to this point before every move. Anxious. Just ready to be on the road. Not that I'm ever unhappy where I'm at, it's just that I'm not good with anticipation. I've begun gathering things to pack in (have you seen the 22 gallon size Ziplock Totes?!) and checked things off my list: ready the car, ready the kitchenware, ready my mind.
Two weeks and counting...