So, today is June 1.
The official move countdown has begun, for me. I have had “The Final Countdown” stuck in my head all day. In just 30 days we will be in our new home. It is the move Jason and I have been toying with, and talking about for years. It is the move we both have wanted for so long.
All of a sudden it is becoming very real. We are leaving our life behind. We are leaving our friends behind. Last week as I started taking down decorations and pictures I was hit with overwhelming sadness. This was our first home, where our children have grown up.
I know, I know…people move all the time….so I have been told. Somehow, hearing that doesn’t make me feel better. It sort of reminds me of when people say…”Things could always be worse”, when you are having a bad day. It is dismissive, and not helpful. The whole experience is becoming more overwhelming than I ever thought it would be.
The kids seem to be dealing with it pretty well for the moment, so that allows me a sigh of relief. At least for now. I know it will be bumpy and a learning curve for them as well.
For now I will mark the days off the calendar, and continue to prepare. July 1 will be here in the blink of an eye.