Moving Finally

I am suffering from a major case of overwhelming stress. The movers are coming on Thursday to pack the house, and Friday to load the moving truck. I can hardly believe we are finally at this point. It seems we have been planning for this day forever (since November) and I didn't really think it would be upon us this quickly. It's funny how things seem to drag along forever, and then all of a sudden you're in a time warp and you can't catch up.

Here's a rundown of the timeline (mainly for my recording purposes)

November- Mel mentions moving as an option again since he is rarely home anymore. Since I am overwhelmed by being a "single" parent 75% of the time I agree. The kids miss their daddy, and I do too!

December- We decide on a subdivision, house plan, and extras. We sign a contingency contract and pay our earnest money.

January- Home improvements to get the house ready for sale take up much of the month. Clean out closets and move some junk to storage, other junk to Good Will.

February 1- House goes on Market. It proceeds to snow or rain almost everyday for the next month. We have almost no showings for the month. I start to get concerned about the sell.

March- The weather breaks, and the buyers come out. We average at least one showing per week, sometimes 2. I believe it was the 27th when the buyers looked our house. Our realtor called on the 28th to tell me that they had requested all pertinent documents. Sounded like a good sign to me. Hannah also had a ENT checkup on Monday in Chattanooga.

April- Negotiated offer and came to a fair conclusion, 63 days on market. Spring Breaked in Panama City Beach, and this week packing and moving!

May- Close on new house the 10th, another beach trip at the end of the month, and move permanently after the trip.

So I am starting my 7th month of the transition. I wish I could say that I feel ready, or that I was even organized but the truth is I'm just tired. I think my brain is on overload as well. I bought ice cream the other day, brought it inside and left it sitting on top of the deep freeze for 2 hours.

I pray that the kids do ok with the move as well. I think Hannah is starting to have some anxiety about leaving her friends and I can't blame her. I am hopeful that Will is too young to really grasp the difference.