Farewell to the single's branch

Johnny has been serving in the single's branch presidency for 2 years and it's super sad to say goodbye. They threw us a dinner/dance/farewell party the other night, and it was loads of fun.

Our life lately...

We're out of our house which is pretty sad, but exciting too. We are now living at the Temporary Living Facility on base, which pretty much is terrible. It's very old, very small, very dirty, and very much full of bugs. Hazel has booted us out of THE bedroom and so Johnny and I are stuck sleeping on the mega-springy pull out bed. Got the picture yet?

So you think, just go outside and enjoy some fresh air, but then we remember that it's in the 100's and I have a very white child. Any suggestions for us on how to kill time??

Here are some pics of our moving journey thus far, and Hazel enjoying the packing process.

At least Hazel has been able to stay smiley for most of this process.

Well as long as we play peek-a-boo about, oh, every 3 minutes.

Goodbye 5 thousand pounds of stuff. See you in England. Please stay strong piano.

Goodbye bedroom, goodbye house. I've thoroughly enjoyed our 3 years together.

(Did I mention that the 1st and biggest cockroach I've ever seen came to tell me goodbye on our final night? Yeah, Johnny smashed that thing before it could even consider relocating).