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Try not to sing the theme song from The Jeffersons the rest of the day. Just try.

Note: If you’ve never heard of The Jeffersons, you’re too young to read this blog. Please return to your Snapchat. (I recently had to ask a younger individual what Snapchat is, and she SCOFFED at me.)

Granted, I’m even too young to remember anything about The Jeffersons except the theme song. But it sure is a catchy one.

[Seriously? Katy has been AWOL for over a month, and she opens up by talking about The Jeffersons?]

The title of this post is brought to you by my generous in-laws who have offered up their beautiful, newly-vacant lake house (they built a new house less than a mile away) in Georgia for us as we transition from the military into civilian life. To say that we’ve enjoyed ourselves these past few weeks is a bit of an understatement. We basically decided to retire here at the lake and make our living mooching off the generosity of our families who are all now within a very short distance.

I would say I’m kidding except that we literally packed up all our breakfast accoutrements this past Tuesday morning and cooked breakfast for ourselves at my in-law’s house. Because I can’t find our toaster. And their coffee is better. Also, they hadn’t seen us in a few hours, and we needed to rectify that.

It’ll be a miracle if our families don’t disown us before we have a chance to move a reasonable distance away from them.

“I’ll see your 35th visit today and raise you a restraining order.”

In all honesty we’re trying our best to not overstay our welcome, but I can’t help it if all three sets of our parents bring meals, offer babysitting, and have fun toys at their houses. You can’t put a jet ski in our faces and expect us to do any real work.

[Oh, so that’s why we haven’t seen a blog post in forever. Because Katy’s been gallivanting around on a jet ski.]

Nooooooooooo. I’ve been relaxing in the pool. Brian’s been gallivanting on the jet ski. 

Night Rider

And before y’all decide this is not the kind of blog you want to read any more, I will tell you that our transition to Georgia hasn’t been all fun and games. We did have to actually move across the country and unpack approximately 10,000 pounds (not an exaggeration) of junk when we arrived.

10,000 pounds of crap

Brian has three job interviews lined up for this month (and potentially more in the works). I have also been prepping for my speech at BloggyCon ’14 at Cedar Point this weekend. I’m excited to get back into the working side of blogging after such a long few months of changes and transition.

See? So we’re not total slackers. We’re just doing our best to make up for all those years we lived so far away from our families.

That’s what I tell them while I’m eating their leftovers. 

There’s no place like home.

My Happy Place

This truly is my happy place. (Fun fact: We got engaged in the middle of that lake.)

Where is your happy place?

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Comments to "Movin’ On Up"

  1. G-Man

    September 12, 2014

    It’s the hard-knock life, Annie! 🙂

    Sure am glad JJ and Averi are closer to us now…..and you and Brian as well.

    • Katy in a Corner

      September 12, 2014

      Always an afterthought, daddy. That’s okay. As long as you’re willing to babysit.

  2. Amanda Hinton

    September 12, 2014

    With my family? The Outer Banks.
    With my husband? Mackinaw Island
    🙂
    xoxo

    • Katy in a Corner

      September 12, 2014

      Both very beautiful and very cold locations. 🙂

  3. Monica

    September 12, 2014

    Tunnel Beach in Holland, MI or Mission Peninsula, MI

    • Katy in a Corner

      September 12, 2014

      I’ll be honest; I’ve never heard of either of those places. I’ll have to do some research.

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