The Canoe of Moving Your Life

It feels SO good to finally told you my big secret. Thank you so so much for all your support. It means so much. I love seeing where y'all are guessing we're going. I promise to tell you that all on Tuesday, I hate waiting too.

Life around here has been a very fast rollercoaster. I feel like I'm just trying to catch my breath while simultaneously jumping up and down with excitement. Michael and I are dumping our lives – literally – and getting rid of everything. Last night, yes Saturday night, we went through the whole kitchen deciding on what to keep and what to get rid of. It's incredible how much you collect over a short amount of time.

There's one item in particular that is the bane of my existence. When we first moved to Nashville, Michael insisted that we get a canoe. “A canoe,” he concluded that, “is a brilliant idea. We live so close to the lake, we will use it so much.” That canoe was $300 and has been used 3 times. One of which, when we toppled into the Harpeth River and had to scramble for phones, dogs, and our dignity as we paddled to shore. We eventually got to land, dropped into the dollar store for clothes, and went to Loveless Cafe for biscuits and Michael's now favorite topping of all time: Sorghum syrup.

Now, we need to get rid of the canoe. But does he want to list it on Craigslist? Nope. He wants the chance to take it out once more.

When we got the damn thing, we precariously hung it above my car in the garage. It took roughly 4 hours to hang. I stood on a step ladder on my tip toes as Michael tied knots to secure the canoe. Taking it down takes about as long as it does to float the river. So, as you can see, it's been really worth it.

I can be an uptight person. When we were loading and unloading this canoe, I groaned with the stress. But lately I've been very zen about this whole moving process. You want to keep the canoe until the last minute? Ok. You want to save all our pots and pans, even the ones that we never use? Fine. I have to only bring 7 pairs of shoes? They are just shoes… I can shop. This is so not me. But maybe I'm turning over a new leaf.

There are some things I just cannot part with: my cream sweaters (I have an extensive collection), lipstick, and my skin care routine. I'll admit it, I'm not sure I need all of the above but it's part of my life and I refuse to leave it behind.

I've been using this Cacay oil for over a year now. It contains 100% pure Cacay oil and is anti aging. This has three times the amount of Retinol that Rose Hip oil and more vitamin e that Argan. I tend to have sensitive skin and this works wonders- whether I'm oily or dry. It also is a lot less expensive than others out their on the market, but still does a wonderful job.