The beginning of the end...of Maryland

Sometime in February or March Charles came home from work and the conversation went something like this:

C  "There's an opening in Charlotte they keep telling me about."
Me *gasp* "Charlotte?  Do you want to move to Charlotte?"
C  "Do you want to move to Charlotte?"
Me "I don't know, I haven't thought about it.  What did they say?"
C  "That there's a position there and they want me to have it."

And that was the end of the conversation.  I don't know why but I assumed he would inquire about it.
About a week later:
Me "What happened with that job?  Did you apply?"
C  "No.  Did you want me to?"
Me " Ummm, I thought you were going to.  Just do it and see what happens then go from there.  We can decide later."

So here we are!

The movers came late June to pack and load our things.

Boxes and Boxes!

And more boxes!

                           And the results:              It actually looks kinda big with nothing in it! 

 

This was the picture I texted Mason's best friends mom and she replied "So I guess you really are leaving"  Sigh, I didn't realize she was in denial.  Thank goodness for the magic of technology!