Move: Day 6+ From Utahns to Maine-iacs

"I don't know where it is." "Since I don't have a linen closet--or any closets for that matter--just stick that in my bedroom." "Did I say garage? I meant the cellar. No! BATHROOM!" "Since I don't have a laundry room, just stick that in the bathroom. Yes, the bathroom!" "Don't panic yet--it'll turn up eventually." … Continue reading Move: Day 6+ From Utahns to Maine-iacs

Move from Utah to Maine, Day 5–Road weary, tire weary, weary weary

Yesterday morning in New York demonstrated our growing weariness with the trip, because SOMEONE didn’t retrieve SOMEONE ELSE’S travel pillow even though SOMEONE was trying to help with other loading tasks, and even though SOMEONE ELSE went back to find a lost watch SOMEONE should have noticed a red pillow sitting among the white blankets! … Continue reading Move from Utah to Maine, Day 5–Road weary, tire weary, weary weary

Move from Utah to Maine, Day 4–Welcome to the east, Kirtland, and our 29th anniversary

(Current location, Batavia, NY, a town in upstate New York which has at least four different ways to pronounce it and we're probably still not saying it correctly.) Something strange happened as I stepped out of our hotel this morning into the heavy, warm, humid air of Ohio. Memories rushed me, and it was as … Continue reading Move from Utah to Maine, Day 4–Welcome to the east, Kirtland, and our 29th anniversary

Move from Utah to Maine, Day 3–Preschooler poops, too many “I” states, and I’m worried about food stuff

(Location: Toledo, Ohio. No sightings of Klinger still, but my M*A*S*H fans family are still hopeful.) Should you happen to see these three vehicles, that's us. I forgot to tell you yesterday that my youngest kids were delighted to find out that fireflies are real, and that they sometimes leave fun glowy spots on your … Continue reading Move from Utah to Maine, Day 3–Preschooler poops, too many “I” states, and I’m worried about food stuff

Move from Utah to Maine, Day 2–Siri lies, “Housebuilder” joins us, and Nebraska is as long as Wyoming

Our 9.5 hour drive took 14+ hours, and I still don't know why. But we made it to Indianoloa, Iowa, and while I hoped to be more coherent this evening, that ain't gonna happen, so let's not even pretend. But I did find a way to download my photos! Here's my view of my husband's … Continue reading Move from Utah to Maine, Day 2–Siri lies, “Housebuilder” joins us, and Nebraska is as long as Wyoming

Move from Utah to Maine, Day 1–House is cleaned, children are dense, Wyoming is long

Drive from Utah to Maine, Day 1 (Current location, Cheyenne, Wyoming. “No, kids—not Shee-YEE-NEE. I don’t care how you sound it out.”) Woke up at 3:30 am in Hyrum Utah, because who can sleep when there’s 5 hours of cleaning to do, finishing packing two vans and a moving truck, and an 8-hour drive to … Continue reading Move from Utah to Maine, Day 1–House is cleaned, children are dense, Wyoming is long

What if we just quit bothering with the world? The easiness of essentialism.

What if, instead of worrying about the world and its expectations, we focused on only a couple of key items and let the rest of world just . . . go on its way? Think about that: maybe there’s only a handful of things we really need to worry about, and as for the millions … Continue reading What if we just quit bothering with the world? The easiness of essentialism.