Moving!

How fun is moving? NOT! It is not fun at all. As a matter of fact, I absolutely detest it. But alas it is time to move on from this little house that we have grown to know and love to better and more economical things. The thought of packing, however, turns my stomach into a raging monster and overwhelms my brain like nothing else can.

First, comes the packing, assuming you can find boxes. Then, comes the cleaning. Of course, the moving comes next along with more cleaning and finally, the unpacking and disposing of the previously mentioned boxes. I am one of those people that can't live in a place with boxes in it so, everything will have to be put away before I can relax into the new place. It's craziness!

Yes, there is the initial excitement of the possibilities of the new place. Believe me, it is there for me. I can't wait to decorate and make it my own. Making sure everything has its own place and compliments the home is fun to me, but it can still be very overwhelming.

Also, I have to make sure that my son is comfortable in the new place and that he has a space that he can relax and enjoy. Change can be hard for kids and though I believe this move will help him more than hurt him, he is not so sure. We have been in this house for nearly eight years so he has spent the majority of his little life here. I can only imagine how daunting a move must be for him. But fortunately, he will be in the same school district which may alleviate some of the anxiety about the move and he will live closer to his best friend. 

All in all, I think this is a great move for us. Time will tell. But for now, I have to pack all these boxes. GRRRR!