Boxes, Boxes, Boxes

My hubby received a promotion within his company, which means our little family is moving across country. From being Utahns for the last four years or so, we are going to become Tennesse-ians. We're nervous, excited and... nervous. We're living in an area we have never been too, moving into a place we've only seen in pictures, and have absolutely no friends and no family whatsoever anywhere close. It's a good thing for his career, but wow.. what a big change! We've been packing this week for the Big Move to occur next week, and there is no place in my home to go without seeing these:

Nothing like having one's life packed in generic brown boxes, not-so-neatly stacked everywhere. I keep telling myself that once we get to our new home and start unpacking, it will be like Christmas all over again. Right?