Surrounded by Boxes

So here I am... Sitting in Clinton, bored out of my mind, on a beautiful Saturday afternoon.  My sweet hubs had to work this morning so I'm just waiting on him to get off so we can enjoy this lovely day together.  I need out of this apartment in a baaaad way!  I'm surrounded by boxes.  Everywhere I look there is a box.  And I've already unpacked like a million of them but they just don't seem to disappear. EVER!  I've considered picking up a few unpacked boxes and just tossing them in the dumpster.  Probably wouldn't miss the stuff anyway.  I've also thought about just dumping everything out into the floor just so I can get rid of the mountain of boxes that sit in front of my face.  I found myself just starring at them yesterday for a good 30 mins.  It's like I was frozen and couldn't move.  All I could do was stare and wonder where was I going to put it all?!  I'm definitely going to be having a yard sale in the near future, that for sure.  Heck, maybe I can just have a "yard" sale now and let people come in a buy a whole box. Wanna buy a box??

On a good note though, I live in walking distance to Hamack's Perkadeli (best chicken salad ever!)  I've already bought a pound of Darlene's Chicken Salad.  Yes, a pound. 

On another good note, I also live in walking distance to the Git-N-Go market, which sells really good Fried Pickles.  I had those for dinner last night and I wish I had them for breakfast and lunch today too.  They are THAT good.  (I don't know why I say that things are in walking distance to our apartment... I have a car and I plan on always driving to both of those places.)  

Speaking of apartments... It's been a bit of an adjustment moving from a house with tons of privacy, to an apartment with no privacy.  It hasn't been that bad though.  I keep telling myself, "It's only for a year."  I don't like the rules they have here either.  They have some really dump rules... 'No grills allowed', 'Don't shake your rugs out of your windows', 'Walk your pets at least 20 feet from the buildings', etc.  I don't like rules.

Well, I hope you folks have a wonderful weekend!  Let me know if you wanna buy a box.  ; )  Kidding. Kinda. 

xoxo
Kelli

Bittersweet

This is the post that I've been wanting to write for about a year now, but now that I'm finally writing it I feel a bit of sadness in my heart.  We are finally moving... THIS WEEKEND!  Finally getting to move is a bittersweet feeling.  I'm really excited, but at the same time I'm sad to leave this place I've called home for nearly 8 years.  Brad got a job at the Anderson County EMS a few weeks ago and he's been traveling back and forth to work.  But after weeks of searching for a place to live we finally found something... so no more traveling for him!  He actually got a job in CC too but he's only doing part time for them.  He's apparently the "Man Candy" of EMS because he's been offered a job for 4 different counties.  If only his job hiring skills would rub off on me now. 

Today was sadly the last day of my job at ETSU.  I loved that job so I hate to go, but I know that God has something amazing planned for me.  Like maybe a future career in photography?!  Brad bought me a new camera for Valentine's Day and I super excited about it.  Hands down the best gift ever!  I'm one lucky lady, that's for sure. 

my new camera



We were not supposed to get to move into our new apartment until March 1st, but we got a call yesterday telling us that we could move in this weekend.  So I went from having 2 weeks to prepare to move to 3 days.  It's a bit overwhelming trying to get our entire house packed up in just a few days.  I'm just glad that I took a couple of days last week to pack some. And I'm sad that we won't get to say our goodbyes to Johnson City the proper way.  We had plans to go to all our favorite places before we left, but we obviously don't have time to do it now.  And worst of all, we won't get to say goodbye to our church friends on Sunday.  But I know we'll make plenty of visits to JC. 

I guess I should give you a pregnancy update... Baby is doing fine and growing like a little weed!  I'm 15 weeks.  My belly has really popped out and I don't like it one bit.  Everyone says how cute it is, but lets be honest- It's not cute.  I feel so blah.  And I've had my belly patted uncountable times in the past week.  Baby is the size of a navel orange.

It's been fun, but I gotta go pack some more.  I'll keep you updated on the big move!  The next time I blog, I'll probably be sitting in Clinton.  Woo-hoo!  Nite-nite blog bugs!