The packing is slow-going these days. Between trying to wrap up work (10 workdays left!), spending time with friends and trying to maintain some level of sanity and also sleeping every now and then, not a whole lot is getting done. But we’ve made some headway and expect that the real packing will start once we’re back from the Chan Family Beach Vacation. That’s also when we plan to break the news to Abby B and try to explain what moving means.

In the meantime, I wish someone would explain it to me! I can’t picture what our days will look like when I’m staying at home with her in Harrisonburg. How will we schedule our day? What will be the rhythm of our weeks? Will there be a rhythm or will it look like the generally mashed up chaos of our life here in Richmond (which is more free improvisation these days than a straight 4/4 beat)? Should I start planning around library story times? Part of me wants to put together a weekly calendar of what chores and errands get done on what day — too much and just a setup for failure, or practical and a helpful tool for accomplishing our tasks? People keep telling me that I’ll make mom-friends with Abby and I hope I will, but what about non-mom-friends? I’d like some of those too, please! And will it kind of be like life with a newborn where Taylor will be around for the first week or so to help us figure it all out, but then we’ll be left to our own devices most of the day and will have to figure out how to do it all on my (our) own? Will I remember how to cook? Will my running list of craft projects last us the first full week? Will I get lost going to the grocery store every time? Will our hero ever stop asking questions?

Transition is hard, folks. It’s best not to worry and just keep swimming.

As Abby likes to sing these days: “I may not know the way I go, but oh, I know my Guide!”

*Abby sings hymns, Momma sings The Cranberries. We make it work.