For those who know me, they know that one of my favorite quotes is by Coach John Wooden: “Things turn out best for those who make the best of the way things turn out.”

We received our assignment of choice (great job for him, close to home for me), and then the other boot fell.

As I have said before, this has been the worst move ever. With a split shipment, a fight at doggie daycare, a 16-hour drive that became 20, and a dog that wouldn't sleep in the hotel, you would think that I would already have on my straight jacket with the monogram squarely positioned in the front (embroidered in script), but I am choosing to not let it beat me.

I get up every day and open a few more boxes. I set small goals for myself. Today, I will get books on the bookshelves. I still give myself time on social media. I go out to the pool and meet neighbors and make friends.

But I will admit to you, only my closest friends, that after two and a half years in Kansas, I had forgotten what it was like to start over. Overwhelming doesn't even begin to cover it. It all came to the surface the other night, but that is a story for another time.

For now, we are filing claims for damaged furniture and adjusting to new things. All-day karate camp begins soon, and I am looking forward to that!

Let's meet for coffee next week, and we'll talk more. I have some organizing to do.

May the moving gods smile upon you and may only the junk you don't like get broken ... sby