It feels a bit like Groundhog Day around our place most of the time: a perpetual motion of packing and unpacking. This summer it occurred to me that I nearly always have “unpack” on the list, but in reality it is almost always “unpack/pack”. From one adventure to the next.
We now find ourselves back from Ghana, and for a rare moment we will actually be home for a weekend. Ironically my task for the weekend is to catch up on sharing about Ghana, and yet my task is stymied by the fact that in the unpacking process I managed to lose the battery that I charged for my camera, and now don’t have access to any of our photos in the village. Sigh.