Have you ever come to a point in your life where you have so much to do that you sit down and do nothing?
I feel I have found that place!
My mind is busy, busy, busy with thoughts of everything still needing to be done between now and next Friday when we move.
Yet, for some reason, I am doing very little. I'm quite the amateur when it comes to moving, and I'm not sure what should be done now, several days before the move, or the day before the move. I need one of those calendar things, you know, the kind that spells out what to do 6-months out, 3-months out, 1-month out and so on. I had one of those when I was planning my wedding, and I remember pouring over it every single day for months.
Yes, a calendar would be helpful. You know what also would be helpful? A crystal ball. To tell us if we are making a good decision. Moving, renting, changing.
I want guarantees. Guarantees that my children are gonna like our new house/yard. Guarantees that the couple renting our house are going to be the best tenants in the world. Guarantees that when it is all said and done, Brad and I will have that moment where we look at each other and sigh with relief that's its all over and its all good.
(Here is where I remind you that we are not leaving this neighborhood, just moving into a different house in the same neighborhood. Here is where I also remind you that this fact will not in any way reduce the level of drama seen/read in me the next 2 weeks. I'm trying to not over-dramatize this, I promise, I'm trying.)
I did have a slight *moment* last night when I was tucking Pop-Tart into bed and glanced over and saw the pen marks on her doorframe. The ones that have marked her growth over the last 5 years. Gogurt has the same markings on his closet doorframe as well. We started marking his at 11 months old - the age he was when we moved into this house. He is 10 years old now, and we almost have to stand on something to mark his height nowadays!
New house, new memories, new marks on a new doorframe.
In 2 weeks.