Well obviously though, it is all done. Whew. I can now understand why they say moving is up there on the list of traumatic life changes. Not just the physical moving part, but there is so much emotion and stress tied into the whole process, especially when you are buying and selling. I think in all the paperwork I signed away my firstborn child. Poor Grace.
But I did it. I packed up the house. We are set to go.
We thought we were set on Saturday.
Then we thought we were set for today (Tuesday).
BUT we are now set for tomorrow.
Yes, it's tomorrow. The truck is rented. Manpower is recruited. And we are loading on up and moving on out.
It's a good thing. And this has definitely all been a God thing. Every step of the way. I think that is what is keeping me from being overly sentimental about leaving is that I really have peace about this decision and move for the family.
But I'm still a little sentimental. This house has so many firsts:
- My first move away from my parents
- My first home
- My first attempts at cooking and home decorating
- The birth of our first child.... and our second
- First Christmas' together, first steps, first meals
I could go on.... but I will refrain. I so wanted to dig up some old pictures from when we first bought this place, but well, they're packed. Along with everything else.
I am looking forward to when Grace doesn't ask if "people" are coming over. (People meaning realtors, repairs, inspections, and everyone else who wanders through your home). Also, now when she is looking for something, she just gives up and says it's in the boxes.
Soon, sweetie, it won't be in the boxes.
I hope.
I don't know yet, but my money is on the fact that packing is easier than unpacking!
