mark + ange guinn

Tonight is the last night we’ll sleep in Indianapolis for a long time.  Tomorrow we move out of our cozy room at the Woodruff House and drive to Kokomo to spend a few days with Ange’s parents.  This is so exciting…

Well…exciting and sad…

Exciting, sad, and fun…

Ok, exciting, sad, fun, and bittersweet…

Exciting, sad, … well you get the idea.

This is really wild. We’re finally starting to go through our stuff and decide what we’re going to throw out, store, and ship. It’s easy to talk about not being attached to things until you have to put “things” in one of those three categories.

Our once-inviting, warm, friendly home is quickly becoming unfriendly: