Freight train coming right through White Rock
Well, that moment has come. We're finally moving to Canada! When we moved to Blaine 18 months ago, we had a job placement and easily found a place to live, a church, and a homeschool group that we've enjoyed. It's time to move across the border, though, and keep all our income (!), put down some roots in the same area for a few years, and keep living our life, reconnecting with Stefan's friends, making new friends, and investing in our community. We're thrilled.
We found a fabulous place (like, so fabulous, I'm still pinching myself) and we get to paint and improve in whatever aspect we want. It's a dream location and I'll be posting lots about it once we're over the line. We move on Sept. 20, and we have a lot of packing to do. We're going to try to shrink wrap as much as we can (bookshelves, dressers, etc.) and move as is. My job for this week is to inventory our entire household, and pack up random bits...and of course try to eat up all the food in the house because we can't take much into Canada as far as food.
Wow. Eleven days left in America. I just blinked, and there it went. I have posts for the rest of the week including a guest post from my wonderful writing friend Victoria, but the next week or two after that might be a bit silent. Please excuse the absence. International moving with do that to a person!