1. It’s MOVING weekend. I can’t believe. It. I’m not a big “house cliché” person….you know that “where we brought our babies home, our first this, our first that” yadda yadda yadds…maybe it’s because we’ve had three different houses in 7 years, but leaving an actual “house” doesn’t really make me sad. But, I am sad to be leaving our neighborhood…if only I could pick up our hood and place it ON the lake where our house was ON the water ….it’d be a perfect world. We’ve had so much fun living in this neighborhood for the past 4 years and even more so the last year and a half with our besties right across the street. So leaving all that sucks…but, hopefully it’ll all be worth it when we find our next home. When will that be?! I have NO idea. I better get used to the idea of being in limbo for a while…that’s normally not a good place for my OCD/controlling/type A self, but I know we will find something one day. And until then, home is where the heart is…we will be fine as lon