Another short and sweet. We closed on our home yesterday, and are checking out of the hotel today!!!!!! Very excited, even though it means living in boxes while we try to find our stuff and get it put away.
As we get ever closer to the move I get more and more stressed. Every time I look at anything that needs to be done I see everything that needs to be done. I can’t seem to size it down anymore and just see a part of it. We start moving stuff into pods tomorrow, graduation is Sunday, and then we finish up Monday and leave. And it just seems that there is always more to do. It’s like the never ending pile of laundry, but worse because it’s packing. I’m sooooooooo sick of packing.
The worst part? We’ll have to unpack it all. Eventually. Though I am excited for the road trip we have planned to move out to the new state. And we may even be able to buy a house there. I keeping trying to keep the focus on that, but when I look around at all the boxes and everything left that needs doing it becomes difficult. But soon, I won’t need to think about it anymore since it’ll be packed away and we’ll be on the road.
See you on the other side of moving.
2 weeks!!!! Ahhhhhh, that’s all we have left before we move. Moving is one of those things that always seems like it’s next month. But then you realize it’s for real happening, and not in the dreamy future, but now! Always a weird feeling, that.
When I got married I moved out of the parent’s house and never looked back. Would have liked to move out sooner, but couldn’t afford rent AND film/processing (photo major). But we still lived around the same area that I knew. Fast forward a bunch of years, when we found out we got into Med School in New England… Well that was truly my first time moving away from home. It was hard. I felt sad that I couldn’t take all the good things with me and continue on. Life was going to go on without me there, and I was going to miss it all.
My family was having a family reunion the week we moved and posting pictures on Facebook. It
kinda really sucked the first few weeks. And it was harder than I thought it would be. When we went home for Christmas that first year, I was just barely starting to feel like we belonged in New England. But then going home was weird. It didn’t feel like home for the first time in my life. And when we got back to New England, it didn’t quite feel like home anymore either. For a few months I felt like I didn’t belong anywhere. And then it was home, and going to the west was visiting.
And now I have to leave home again. But this time I know better what type of emotions to expect, and that I can get through it. It’s sad leaving, but we aren’t the only ones moving on this time. Nor are we the first in our group of friends from out here. I still expect to feel homesick and all that, but I feel more excited and ready emotionally this time. And I’m excited to see what adventures will come our way from this move. T-2 weeks till real Mexican food! Bigger beaches! And a whole lot of unknown fun!
This house is grumpy today! Has been the last couple of days. I think it’s time for Spring Break to be over and kids go back to school. I mean I love having several days in a row of fighting and fussing… but… oh wait, no I don’t. But as we near moving I think this type of attitude is to be expected more than usual. The boys are probably feeling nervous about the new area and making friends, and sad to leave the friends and places here. But they don’t even know that’s what’s going on inside them right now. They just know they feel emotional and easily upset. And as 6 and 9 yr olds they don’t even know how to handle feelings.
But things are finally starting to fall into place with everything that’s going on right now. We’re under contract with selling our house out West (post coming soon), I think we may have finally found a temporary place to live as we figure out this new area, we still get a little bit of packing done each week, and DrH is healing from a hernia repair (as if we didn’t already have enough to deal with). I only have 2 1/2 weeks of work left, my parents will be coming out for graduation, and I think we have our road trip figured out for stops to see fun things as we move. Plus my dad or both parents may be able to road trip with us which will be fun for them and great memories for the kids. And we get to see them that much longer.
As you can guess things have been a bit crazy since finding out where we’re going to live for the next 5 years. And as time draws closer to Graduation and the move it will only get crazier. Over the next 2-2 1/2 months my blogging will get a bit spotty. Especially when we pack up the pc and start loading things up. But I’ll try to get some thoughts down at least once or twice a month. When things are packed and we head out on the road I probably won’t blog for the next few weeks. We will be in some temporary place while we get a feel for our new surroundings, and figure out where the best area for our family will be.
It’s very nerve racking. Moving to a place you’ve never even visited, trying to plan when you don’t have much information. Hard to line up a moving pod when we don’t know yet exactly when we need it, or where it will be going. We don’t know when we’ll get there, so far we only know we’ll be moving, and it will be towards the end of May. BUT… it’s exciting that we can explore a new place. Meet new people, make new friends, and make new memories together.
And… since you’ve been in suspense. We started out (growing up and starting our family) in the West. Medical School brought us to the East (specifically the New England area). And Residency will take us to the Mid-West (or middle of the country). I can’t wait to have fun together in a new place. It will also be nice to have a shorter and cheaper flight back to visit family.
Tonight we have found out that our spunky beta, Puddles, is sick. He seems likely to die sometime this next week, and so we talked to the boys to prepare them for this. The oldest is in tears, while the younger one is dealing internally with it. It’s interesting to see them grieve in different ways. And as a mom it breaks my heart to see them sad, but I’m also glad that they can learn in a small way the comings and goings in life. In my church we believe that death is not the end of our lives. More like a doorway to pass through. And in the end we will all be reunited.
I told the boys its a bit like moving far away. You don’t get to see them for a long while, but that you can one day. I’m so grateful for this testimony I have of Jesus Christ and resurrection through him. The knowledge that families can be together forever, and not just until death do us part. Even though I have had little experience in my life with the death of one close to me, I have felt the truth of this gospel principle. I have seen so many I know have to deal much more directly with it than I have, and their testimonies, and strength in enduring heartbreaking loss has strengthened my own testimony in Jesus Christ and God’s plan for us. I know that death is not the end. I know we will get to see our loved ones again, and that they will be the people we knew here on earth, just as when we die we will still be ourselves with our same personalities and quirks.
I hope you all had a fantastic Thanksgiving weekend. Ours was great. Yummy food and good friends to share it with, I’m sad that we most likely won’t get to do Thanksgiving with them anymore. We’ve had Thanksgiving every year with with my good friend, A, and her family since moving here 4 years ago. Others have joined us randomly but it’s always been our two families. It will be weird and sad to not do it together anymore.
Also new this week, well as of a few hours ago, I have a job interview. What?! I’m sorta freaking out inside. Nervous and excited, it’s been a while since I’ve had to do an interview. But I think it will go well, and the schedule looks like it’s just what I need for a schedule at this time.