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Move With Me: 3 Weeks to Go

I’m in that place where I’m so excited to move and yet, all I want is for it all to be over. All the work. All the changes. All the stress. All the anxiety. I’m just so ready to be done!

Haha! There’s some whining for you on this rainy Tuesday!

Honestly, what I’m experiencing is a temporary loss of peace. There’s not one room in my apartment that’s not in an upheaval. There’s boxes everywhere. Every room is half or mostly packed and it’s hard to clean to my satisfaction.

When my home is in disarray, I don’t have peace.

However, my new home is also in some disarray. The new carpeting is going in this week. And the contractor has started work on the bedrooms in the lower level of the house where Shelby and I will be. Here’s a sneak peak!

If I were there right now, I’d write 1 Samuel 25:6 on that wood.

Peace and prosperity to you, your family and everything you own.”

We bought ceiling fans over the weekend. It’s been at least 26 years since I had a ceiling fan in my bedroom and it’s been on my wish list for ages. And now, I’ll have it so yay me!

We also chose paint colors. Not gonna lie – I went back and forth on that. I really love the shabby chic look. All pink and pretty and girly. In my last house, I had a beach theme, which I love but since I’ve done it before, I wanted something different.

So after much Pinterest searching, I narrowed by colors down to light sky blue, a mild sage green, a whisper of pink and a buttery yellow. I also considered white however, I’ve had white walls in one form or another these last several years of apartment living. Either off-white (the kind all apartments have) or a grey – a dark, dingy, muted, overused grey. I wanted color! Something light, bright and cheerful. It is, for all intents and purposes, a basement bedroom.

I settled for a delicate yellow. It’s a lovely pop of color, just this side of bold, that instantly brought a smile to my face and joy to my heart. (Color can do that.)

It also reminded me of my mother and her bright, cheerful yellow room.

I have a small egress window that doesn’t open. Again, I went to Pinterest for inspiration and found something lovely and unique. I won’t talk about it here but I will definitely post pictures once it’s all done.

Other things have also fallen into place. We’ve hired our movers, submitted address changes as well as our second notice to the apartment management. Shelby will be ordering a new bed for herself this Saturday.

I’m also ready for a different view and some privacy. I’m over this current view.

Twenty-five days to go and counting!

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Move With Me: 6 Weeks to Go

Six weeks to go.

All the lasts are starting. Last time I’ll see the lake transition from winter to spring. Last time I’ll see baby geese toddling around (even though I hate geese). Last time I’ll see Grandmother Willow sprout her buds. Last time I’ll witness the emergence of tulips as they line the pathway to my building.

I was reminded again not to rush to the end of this season. One year ago yesterday, my baby girl moved out. Earlier this year, I started a new position at work. So many blessings. I don’t want to miss even the little ones I know are still coming as these last 46 days start to wind down.

The apartment is in disarray. My organizational system has broken down somewhat and I have stuff from every room packed away. All the wall hangings are down. The curtains, with the exception of some sheers for privacy (my apartment faces another building so there’s no privacy at all!) are all down. It’s looking less and less like a home each day and I’m starting to feel a little sad.

I realize, with this move, comes the end of my independence. These last five years have been the only time I’ve ever had my very own place. Maybe I’m being repetitive but then it bears repeating. I’ve gone from living with my family to being married and living with my husband (no place with him ever felt like home to me) to living with my mom. These last two apartments were the first I ever chose, decorated, etc, all on my own. I’m proud of myself.

But all good things must come to an end and I’m so glad this great season is giving way to an even better one. I can’t wait to feel more like part of a household again. To have people to talk to, cook with, dream with….I’ve missed that since Mom passed. Not that I haven’t been able to do that with my girls – I have done all this with my girls however, it’s different when there’s a generational difference.

I feel like I’m saying this all wrong but I’m sure someone out there understands what I mean. Haha!

So, I’ll reconstruct my organizational system and get back to packing, ever so grateful for God and His goodness and all  He’s done in my life and all He’s about to do.

As my pastor is fond of saying – my story doesn’t end here.

Photo by Phil on Unsplash

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Moving to a New House

I BOUGHT A HOUSE!!!!

On March 22nd, my sister and I will be closing on a lovely end-unit townhome we bought together. I haven’t been a homeowner since 2004 so this is very exciting for me! Finally, a home where I can put paint on the walls!

Two kitchens! A fireplace located in a lovely loft. Oak wood finishes that are in perfect condition and best of all, only 2.5 miles away from my dad and stepmom.

So exciting!

But also, a lot of work! My sister and I will be merging households which also puts a new spin on this. While she’s mostly packed, I’m still in the purging phase. I text her a lot of pictures that usually have the caption of “do we need this?” or “do we need two of these?”.

This house will only be the second I’ve ever owned. (I don’t count the one I bought with my now ex-husband because my name was no where on it.) And it will be my 20th move overall! Hopefully, this will also be my very last move.

So, let me invite you on this journey with me!

Photo by Brandable Box on Unsplash