Busy, Busy, Dreadfully Busy..........

The end of the month of May is upon us. Our home has been all topsey-turvey for so long that I have felt like I was in a time warp

And we still have lots more to do.

For the last twenty years we have moved in the summer.
Usually in May.
So I have come to associate Mother's Day and Memorial Day with movers, packing and goodbyes.

We always leave great people behind and there are always wonderful people where we are going.

And, in a way, we have gotten used to it, but that doesn't mean it is not painful, it never gets easier to say goodbye.

Each time we move we find ourselves wishing we had spent more time with our friends. Wishing we had made time for coffee, and lunch, and going to the park, and the movies. Wishing we had invited people over to a messy house, and making time for fellowship, instead of being such slaves to our schedules.

There never seems to be enough time.

Today our minds are on the last harp lesson and another goodbye, packing boxes full of stuff we think we can't live without for six months, and Mt. Washmore is calling out as always.

Stress is building for all of us.

I want to leave the house clean and neat for the new residents and the things we are putting into storage need to be clean and ready. We have loaded the truck with bags and bags of clothes, furniture, and odds and ends to give to goodwill.

Moving became a reality yesterday afternoon when it looked like a 'stuff bomb' had gone off in the house. Then this morning I got up and was confronted with all the boxes that had been left at the foot of the stairs.

This is real.

Really real.

But we will get it done and by next week it will be a memory.

And this old song from a Veggie Tales movie has been playing in my mind again because right now it is true for us.......

I'm busy, busy, dreadfully busy
You've no idea what I have to do.
Busy, busy, shockingly busy
Much, much too busy for you.

We're busy, busy, dreadfully busy
You've no idea what we have to do.
Busy, busy, shockingly busy
Much, much too busy for you.

'Cause we're busy, busy, frightfully busy
More than a bumblebee, more than an ant.
Busy, busy, horribly busy
We'd love to help, but we can't!

Veggie Tales Busy song