Ahhh! I’m here! I’m here! I’m finally on this space again… Wowzer. I’m currently sitting at my desk (did you see that? I have a desk. Oh my.) Looking into my daughter’s play room (did you see that? I said play room) and through the windows out onto the farm land behind our home. (Did you see that? I said farm land.) Yes, friends. I’ve moved to heaven… or my version of it at least. The last three weeks came with immense hurry, some pretty understandable moving stress, and two real estate closings that went better than I could have ever hoped. My dad helped pack, he took truck loads to the dump, and helped Sean move his studio. My mom came down and helped me take care of Abi during our last day at the old house (movers were there, we had to clean, we had final walk-throughs of both properties, etc. etc.) And that night, after clearing out our home of 7 years, we all forfeited the idea of sleeping on the hardwood floors and zoomed ourselves over to a hotel at 10pm. It was a fun little family adventure.
The next morning, Sean and I got up at 5 am, left Abi in the hotel room with my mother, went to check on the old house once more, picked up the dogs, and got to both closings where my dad, sister, and step-mom met us with coffee and bagels. They watched our dogs while we proceeded to walk inside, sell one home, and buy another. It was kind of a big deal J
After both closings, (with much cheer and sense of SERIOUS relief), Sean and I hopped in our cars (with the sweet tea my awesome step-mom provided) and headed out to our new home in the country. When we got there it was amazing. The previous owners had left us a stocked fridge of moving drinks (cokes, diet cokes, etc.) along with gift cards to quaint places in our new little country town, a bottle of wine from a local winery, AND (are you ready for this?) an outfit for Abi. I mean seriously!
Soon my step-dad, mother, Abi, and my good friend Megan showed up. As the movers brought in furniture and boxes we ate bbq on the screened-in-porch and basked in our new found country lifestyle. The bbq was from a local award winning restaurant (seen on Food Network) and the country sounds had Abi pretty excited.
By 3:00 I was fading. I hadn’t slept a WINK at the hotel and Megan (noticing my foggy demeanor) told me, “Go take a nap. You’re exhausted. Do you trust me to put things where I think they should go?” I promptly said, “YES!” and went to lie down on the floor next to Abi sleeping in her crib. A few minutes later I got back up (who can nap when you’re so excited and people are there to help you?!) but that didn’t stop Megan. She and my mother proceeded to work at lightning speed and unpack my entire kitchen. By the time they left, our beds were put together, clean linens were on, and our kitchen was clean and organized. Unbelievable.
That night Sean and I couldn’t believe it. In 5 weeks we had managed to put our home on the market, get two offers, sell it, find our dream home, buy it, and move in. All while he continued to work and I continued to maintain Abi’s therapy schedules. It was a whirlwind to say the least; but a dang good one.
Cheers to moving, cheers to the new home, and cheers to many more stories and pictures I have to share of the last 3 weeks J