Behind door number 1....

 

We (okay, 'i') am at what feels like a frantic pace. It's now official and unless something totally unforseen happens, we will be moving. Moving from a home that i love, a house that we brought Emma home to, a home where we became a family. I love the house we are in now. This house has amazing windows where you can see the tops of the trees; when i sit on the back deck, it's almost like sitting in a tree house. Lots of windows and lots of light. My plants are happy here. Our house is very close to Moss Wright Park...which is such a nice park to walk to with Emma. There are nature trails, a doggy park, and of course, a play ground. Can you tell that i don't want to leave?

The thing is, it's a wonderful house that we are moving to. It has a big fenced in back yard, which we don't have now. It's in an amazing school district for Emma. It's close the the YMCA. Lots of churches near by. It's an amazing investment for us. Robert is so excited about this new house that he is acting like a little kid. And i do love the kitchen. And the master bath. But honestly? I feel like the wet blanket on this little move of ours. I have seemed to finally settle in and have made a few friends. I have always had a lot of aquaintences, but few close friends. I'm a slow friend maker, lol...but i belong to a MOPS group that i truly enjoy, i have neighbors that are truly nice and look out for me and i can find my way around without getting lost (at least i don't get lost on MOST days!). I love the folks a the Publix where i shop. I found a wonderful dry cleaners here and enjoy talking to the woman who ownes it. I even know the folks at the post office!

Oh, and of course, i feel guilty for feeling that this is a wonderful move for Robert and Emma and not for me. It's not about me. Right? It's about my family and where it's best for us to be as a family. So, i have basically two doors--
behind door number one, i can just say out loud that i hate this idea of moving and go kicking and screaming like a small child. Or, behind door number two, i can decide that i will make the best of this move because it is the best move for Robert and Emma. And really, with the economy the way it is right now, we are lucky to be able to move.

Yeah, not much choice in how i should pull up the big girl panties and get on with it, right?

The painters have been here for a week and are done with the upstairs and the main floor. They are now working on the basement and garage area. I do have to say, this group of painters has been wonderful. They are on time, work quickly and of course, have entertained Emma when she HAS to see what they are doing. She tells them "Hola!" every morning! So very cute, lol...

....all that is pretty much left is to pack and organize. We close on this house in March so time is ticking away. I still have a few closets to do and a lot of other general packing. I really wish that i could do the nose twiting thing and have the house packed....like the "Bewitched" show? :)) I have gotten rid of a lot of stuff....Robert's records (we never, ever played them....), books were donated, furniture donated and i'm going through Emma's baby clothes. Luckily there is a MOPS mom in my group who can use the clothes, so they will go to her and her little one.

I gotta go get Emma....she has learned to open the door to the basement a few days ago and i'm sure that she wants to visit with our painters!