Two $7 camping chairs and a gray Tupperware box

I think that in the end, you start to think about the beginning... especially when it's staring at you straight in the face! We moved to Junction City exactly two years ago today. We had been married for 6 months. But Joe had spent those 6 months in Germany. We drove two cars up from Paris, Arkansas to Kansas. My very first experience with anything on an Army post was temporary housing losing our pet-friendly reservations TWICE. We spent 4 days in the Motel 8 while Joe in-processed and I called EVERY apartment complex in Junction City (all 6 of them). Only two were pet-friendly and only one of those had any apartments/townhouses available. So we took it. We had packed a television, a box of forks, and our clothes. Joe didn't have ANYTHING from Germany (as it took over a month to ship it here). He only had what he could take on the plane with him. We went to Wal-Mart and bought three $7 camping chairs, an air mattress, and food. I didn't pack anything we truly needed. I have no idea what I was thinking! Looking back, I think about myself as a silly little girl thinking we were camping or something. Oddly enough, that was only TWO years ago! It seems like far more than that.

So here we are. December 19th, 2009. All of our belongings have been packed up and taken away. We are left with our $7 camping chairs and that same gray Tupperware box. But this time it's packed with the RIGHT things. And when Joe looked at me last night with his beer in his hand with a sad face because HE forgot to grab his bottle opener, I can smile at him and point to the gray Tupperware box.

I look around and smile. Rigel is laying in the sun. Joe is playing the DS and cursing at the Lego characters. We have boxes of food and piles of dog toys all around us. I ask myself why I signed up to do this EVERY TWO YEARS!

But then I look at my amazing husband and my sweetheart puppy and I realize that I wouldn't want this any other way. It's amazing the things we wives do for our husbands, our soldier husbands. But I've decided that moving isn't on that list. I would follow him anywhere. And I don't even have to pack!

The Adventure Begins!! .... well... it begins tomorrow.

I haven't updated my blog in a while. I've been in Paris, Arkansas visiting my family. Joe is on PCS leave and I quit my job December 4th. We've had a blast here and I really don't want to leave. We had Christmas with Joe's family yesterday and we're having Christmas with my family today. Two ducks, a roast beast, risotto, and all the fixings. Yum!

Tomorrow we hit the road again, back to Kansas. We have Tuesday to pack up all of the cars and to separate everything we're taking to Colorado before the movers come on Wednesday to "evaluate" our house. They come Thursday to pack it all up. And back on Friday to pack up the truck. I didn't know the movers like to "evaluate" the house before they start packing. They didn't do that when they packed me up to move to Kansas. I just called the movers and let them know what I had.
Best question:
"Do you have anything unusual that we have to move?"
"What would be unusual?"
"Like a canoe."
"Nope, no canoes."
"Fantastic!"

So we're going to weigh our cars and do a partial dity move, something I would be doing even if we weren't getting reimbursed for it. There are just some things that I don't want other people messing with, like my scrapbooks. I could never replace them!

I'll try to blog along the way. I'll always be on Twitter of course!

So I'm gonna go eat breakfast with my mom and dad now and then scrapbook a little bit more. Have a good day!!