Moving out, y'all!

One year after the great relocation to Augusta, I'm moving again. This time, I'm headed out of the south and into the Midwest! Kansas City, Missouri, here we come!

I'm super thrilled and excited because I get to move (back) in with my fiancé, Paul! After one year apart, we will finally be back together again.

But not until I finish up with some rather icky moving stuff. Here is the challenge: I'm moving without a truck, without a helper, all by myself. Translation: if it doesn't fit in the Camry, it isn't going to Missouri. Do I live like a vagabond? Maybe so. It's a traveler's life for me.

My life is in shambles, y'all. Stay tuned! It always gets way worse before it gets better. Sometimes I think that my mid-20s have prepared me to be a professional mover. I have lived in SEVEN different apartments in the past seven years. Looking forward to number eight- this one's going to be a winner for sure, picked out by Paul. He has already moved in, and I'm just wrapping things up here before I roll out in just one week.