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9 FABULOUS Moving Tips

Are any of you in the mood for a sappy, dreary, heart-breaking post about how hard it is to move? Me neither! Instead of blubbering about the aches and pains in my heart, how about we discuss some FABULOUS tips for if and when you find yourself relocating in the near or distant future.

1. Throw all healthy eating out the window! Eat anything and everything in the fridge, freezer, and pantry because we do not want to waste.

2. Throw away all those broken toys, plethora of crafts, church papers, and maybe even a few perfectly functional-highly-annoying toys that “must have gotten lost in the move!”

3. Bemoan the trauma of moving to your husband, and bat your eyes when you tell him you could really use some new clothes. Allow those tears to flow, if necessary. Even add in the fact that you’ve been forced to gain weight because you’ve had to eat junk out of the fridge, freezer, and pantry.

4. Invite your girl friends to join the Marco Polo App. This will keep you connected to your girls in a “face-to-face” way. You can laugh, you can talk, you can share, you can cry- almost like you are still together in person.

5. Tell you husband you better get Chick-Fil-A at least 3 times a week because there’s just no food left in the fridge, freezer, and pantry.

6. Send your new address to a bunch of people- there’s a chance they might feel bad for you and send you a package in the mail!

7. Scour you closet and donate 33% of your wardrobe because you don’t wear those clothes anyway. You haven’t worn them since before you were pregnant with #1, and friends, you never will. Those days are gone for all of us.

8. Meet up with your girlfriends and order strong drinks (for instance a Pain Killer) because you’re moving and you need to celebrate! Or meet up for lunch, but WATCH OUT FOR THOSE TEARS. Once you start saying how great of a friend they are, it’s all downhill.

9. Go out to eat. You’ve eaten all the food in the fridge, freezer, and panty and it would be a waste of money if you bought groceries at this point in the game. Don’t forget dessert. It’s time for major stress-eating.

P.S. There is still time to enter to win the STARBUCKS gift card! (See previous post) Winner will be announced Friday!

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