Last night I posted this picture on Instagram:
And immediately started getting questions from friends on what was happening? Where were we going? And I realized that, “Oh, yeah,” other than our families and a few friends, no one knows we’re moving.
I’ll happily share more details once we close, but basically over the weekend we put an offer in on a house in our neighborhood and to our great surprise, it was accepted! And then two seconds after realizing that we had just bought another house we started throwing stuff in boxes because, oh my gosh, we have got to sell our current house now.
So now we have added packing boxes and getting rid of stuff to our list of regular to-dos. The weird thing about moving as a family as opposed to the last time with two adults, is that you know, there are still all these regular things that need to happen. Like farm ball practice and school and, oh you know, making something for the kids to eat three times a day.
But far be it for me to complain because even though packing so far looks like I just took everything we own and just threw it on the floor, we are excited and still kind of can’t believe it.