Is there anything worse?

Moving. Packing. Wrapping. Lifting. Cleaning. Is there anything worse than a big move?  The last week has been non-stop. I packed my whole house, went to Idaho, helped my brothers pack and clean their apartments, came back to Utah, finished packing up my house, and spent yesterday packing up a trailer. Thank goodness for AMAZING friends and family who had nothing better to do on their beautiful Saturday afternoon other than come and help me move!(A HUGE shout out to my Dad who drove 13 hours with a trailer in tow across the desert from CA to UT in order to help me!You are a saint!)  I owe you all big time! I am spending the day today on my futon (only piece of furniture left in the house) and recovering with the help of diet coke, Pinterest and Revenge. 

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