In transit to Georgia!

In the last couple days, we’ve fought colds and exhaustion to get our little Uhaul trailer packed and on the road. Yesterday morning we hit the road with almost every square inch of both trailer and minivan occupied. We stopped just short of utilizing the space on the dashboard! A nice tailwind kept our 4-cylinder van in 5^th gear all the way to Chicago.

Immediately, Debra declared an indefinite “Thriftober” and we began adjusting to the idea of PB&J instead of hamburgers and pinching pennies wherever possible. But instead of feeling oppressive, we enjoyed the freedom of independence of total responsibility. As much as we tried to keep separate lives and responsibilities living with my in-laws, there’s will always be a sense of being a child in your parents’ home. While we will always be indebted to them for their hospitality and support of us while we raised our finances, it’s a great feeling to be out on our own again after 14 months!

Tonight, I have the unique opportunity to be the musician at a wedding of a friend who requested a song from The Muppets for her bridal processional. I'm looking forward to a hilarious evening! Sunday morning, we’ll drive 13+ hours to get home to Georgia. Can’t wait to hit the garage sales and start dreaming of creative ways to furnish our house. 

Yesterday, we decided to build a king-sized bed platform out of used pallets and suspend it from chains in the master bedroom for our bed. I know. But wait til you see it. It’ll be glorious.