Remember when you were a kid and Christmas Eve was soooo exciting waiting in anticipation for Christmas morning? We'd stay up all night, and then get up really early Christmas morning and one of us kids would go upstairs with our eyes shut and fumble to find the Christmas tree lights and plug them in and run back downstairs. Then, all five of us kids would go up the stairs, holding hands with our eyes closed, to see the lit up tree and array of stockings and gifts all at the same time. Those were magical moments and has made Christmas my favorite time of year. But, I'm totally getting lost in memories when Christmas has nothing to do with this blog. What I'm trying to say is that I am THAT excited on the eve of owning my own home. The count down is on, 12.5 hours left before I can pick up the key and it's officially ours.
Drum roll please..........
So the big moving day is Thursday and we would love all the help we can get. 12 hours 20 minutes... (I'm not going to get any sleep tonight)