How To Take Your Time
I meant to write another blog post about moving stuff this week, but you know what I did instead?
I also went to a surprise "see you later" party for a sweet friend who's in her own moving process, had family dinner with one of my favorite adopted families in K-Town, and sat on one of my best friend's couches talking until two in the morning, which is way, way, way past my bedtime.
I started to feel guilty about the blog no-show, but then I decided not to. Because here's the best advice I could give anyone about to move: you've got limited time where you are and who you're with.
So you should take it.