I'm alive!!!

Hooray! We have internet. And a phone. And cable.

It's been a long week without these diversions. However, I'm sure we got a TON more packing done because we were lacking electronically. With the re-introduction of Andrew and technology, I am certain the last 10 boxes will not be unpacked until April at the earliest.

That's all we have left to unpack...about 10 boxes. Unfortunately, there is no space left for the contents of the last boxes. In Louisville we had a wall of beautiful bookshelves with cabinets underneath. We of course wasted no time filling these cabinets and shelves with lots and lots of JUNK. Now where is that junk supposed to go? I can't just throw it away. I may someday NEED that 7 year old cross-stich sampler that I haven't gotten around to finishing. I may re-read the James Patterson book that was so mindless it took me less that a day to read the first time around. So all these valuables will sit a while long in boxes in my living room until I finally get around to moving them into a cobwebb-y corner of the basement until we move again and I get to exclaim, "What the heck is this crap???"

I was really good about purging back in Louisville. I finally went through my closet. I found pairs of pants that were size 10 and a skirt that was a size 8. Uh, Giselle? Reality check. I haven't worn those sizes since college...and with the amount of pumpkin pie I've consumed in the last month, I'm not likely to fit into them any time soon. And since it has been 8 years since I fit in them, they are in less than great shape. So I gave them away. Apparently I'm of the opinion that less fortunate people are willing to wear out of style, dusty, wrinkled beyond recognition clothes. Lucky them.

I'll let you know about my reactions to Philly (yes, reality has hit me...hard), Andrew's reactions to Philly (still not going potty), Lilly's reactions to Philly (yea, right...she's got a boob, she's happy), and lots of other exciting details I know you are dying to find out about. As a preview... can you all hear my plumbing? Way over there in the Midwest? Because it is so loud, I find it hard to believe we haven't been slapped with a citation by the city. :)