It's 2 a.m. the thunder, lightening, my bladder and my thoughts awoke me this early. I can hardly believe it's 3 days until we move. It seems like the day got here so fast. We are incredibly thankful that our house is selling and that our new one is awaiting us. A much smaller one is awaiting us. We are elated that we'll be in a 1 story. It's gotten to where we hate to climb these stairs. Luke's room is upstairs, so we're forced to make several up and down trips daily. I never thought we'd see the day when we'd be on the same floor with him. Hallelujah! Now, I'm praying that it won't be raining the day we move everything. My mother in law is the one who usually keeps me abreast of the weather situation and I haven't talked with her recently. I've been so preoccupied with everything that is moving. Nana and Poppa, we haven't forgotten about ya.
Well....I better go try and put myself back to bed. Morning always comes early round these parts.