Well, as they say, all good things must come to an end. Friday, we will be getting a moving van to move all of our earthly possessions. This is my first real move. I lived in the same house all of my life until going to college. While in college I made a lot of little moves from one dorm room to another. But now that we are married, living in a house and some what settled, it feels different. All of this has happened so fast, I still haven’t decided how I really feel about it. I don’t know if I will believe it’s happening until we are unloading the furniture at the new house this weekend. Right now, I feel in limbo between here and there. I believe that this is for the best, but the transition period could be years long. So, I don’t know the next time I will post on here. As of right now, we don’t have internet at the new house and I’m not sure when we will get it.Till then, farewell!
When I began this blog, I had intended to write much more often than I have. Of course, life got in the way and it has been almost a month since my last post. A lot has happened lately which has had me pretty busy. My husband and I have decided to move and have been trying to get all of the details worked out. We are hoping to be mostly settled by the end of May. Along with that decision, I have been traveling a good bit back and forth from our current house, to the new location. The weekend of April 16th, I had done this, driving over two hundred miles one way, and my car broke down about 20 miles from home. After having it towed, we spent about $450 to get it running again. The next weeekend, I made the same trip, in the same car, and once again, began having problems just a few miles from home on the return trip. This time we were able to get home without having it towed. My car was in the shop all this past week and we spent another $370. I now have my car back and it seems to be running better than ever; hopefully it will stay that way.
My husband and I packed our first box on Saturday and now have a small pile in the corner of our living room. People keep asking me if I am excited about the move, the answer is, not really. I am ambivilant. I expected to be really sad at the thought of leaving this beautiful area I have called home for almost 5 years and all the friends that I have made in that time. But, I also thought I would be more excited about the move and all the opportunities it will open up for us. And I’m not. It felt good to pack those boxes and feel like I’m starting this, so that it will be over with quicker. I dread the actual moving process, even more so as we will have to rent a moving van this time. I am looking forward to having a yard for our girls, having the opportunity for my husband and I to get reinvolved in our chosen sports and the ability to see and visit family more often. I am not looking forward to all the driving I will be doing in the next month to get everything set up prior to the move, or having to look for jobs and a new church. In some ways I wish the month were over already and everything were done, because I’m impatient to be settled. But I also feel like a month isn’t nearly enough time for me to do everything that I would like to do.
So, that is where my life is right now. We are trying to make the most of our time left here before moving, while at the same time I have been spending 4 days out of the week at our new location. We are both still working here until the end of the month and trying to apply and interview for jobs there, while packing and cleaning in both locations. If anyone who knows us personally has any questions about where we are moving, please don’t post them here as I choose to keep this anonymous and open to the general public. If you don’t know yet, you will soon.