Box Hell

I first heard this phrase used by a friend who recently moved. I felt it was a bit dramatic at the time...probably because I hadn't felt the pain of moving in 9 1/2 years and time had dimmed the experience...sort of like child birth. NOW, I look back in complete empathy! Dramatic??? Not. There is a living condition called Box Hell. I just came from there. Ugh! I was a complete wreck. I couldn't sleep...and had bad dreams when I did doze, my prayer life was shot, and Patience somehow got packed away amongst the stuff.

I am proud to say that with bulldog determination, I have unpacked everything except for 4 boxes!! Woo hoo...in just 2 weeks (this doesn't count the 2 1/2 weeks prior of PACKING)! I even went a whole night without sleep and just kept unpacking! I was without internet for 2 weeks, and it felt like walking through Wal-mart naked. I NEED the web like I need food and clothes. lol!

Isn't it funny how even in the midst of great blessings and joy there is still an ever-present, little companion named W-O-R-K?? My husband is famous around our house for saying, "Anything worth having, is worth working for."

Smart man! :-)