Daddy and I made a decision last week once we figured out we were staying in WI for another 6 weeks. Why don't we come home to IL on the weekend and pack up our things that are in our rental house, put them in storage and save a payment for the month and our things from an unfortunate mold situation? Why not? Then we can find a more permanent place closer to our return.
Unfortunately all of our plans were in some way rearranged. First we were going to leave Friday morning so we could get to IL and purge our belongings into only necessities but when Daddy had a chance to work for time and 1/2 we decided to leave after work, leaving us to arrive at midnight. No purging only stuffing.
This is the only picture I snapped the whole time, which leads me to my next point. Hurty.
For some reason I found myself with the worst back pain I've ever experienced. It felt like back labor mixed with random spasms. It rendered me nearly useless. Thankfully Daddy did all of the work and with the help of his Dad and cousin we packed up our life and moved it into a 10x10 storage space. Barely. Daddy told me I'm not allowed to open the door. Just in case I get crushed. You get it.
So here we are, on the road back to WI...
Where we will spend another 6 weeks working and enjoying the area. Too bad it takes 7+ hours to get there.
So while I nurse my backache with icy hot and Tylenol extra strength, please enjoy these pictures of my 4 month old daughter who is trying so hard to be a big girl already.
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