Friday, January 31, 2020

After Almost 8 Years Of Living Here, Packing Has Been A Bit Emotional...

I've been extremely reflective over the past week. Understandably so. I've spent all week packing because we are buying a house. We have a closing date, but we are trying to get that pushed up a bit. I'm trying to get most everything done while Lisa is at work and, at the same time, maintaining a stress free environment for our kids.

You can read all about that here, here, and here

I took this photo in September of 2012. It was only a couple of months after we moved into our home and a few weeks after we adopted Coco. And, it was less than two months after our wedding.


In early July of 2012, we got in touch with a realtor. She was awesome. She took our list of criteria very seriously. Our list was a tad lengthy. Quite honestly, we thought it would take at least a month or two to find us a home.

We were wrong.

Very. Very. Wrong.

Our realtor found us a wonderful home to rent in less than a week.

Pet friendly. Long term. Fenced in yard. At least 2 bedrooms. Quiet neighborhood. Within our budget. Etc.

After a tour, we filled out the paperwork.

Two days later, we signed the lease.

The following day, on July 12th, we rented a U-Haul and moved. It was the hottest day of the year. Close to 100. Hazy. Hot. Humid.

It was miserable to say the very least.

Between Point A and Point B, we needed food, hydration, and caffeine. We stopped at our favorite pizza place. While Lisa ordered a large cheese pizza, I went next door and made 4 iced coffees and grabbed some Gatorades.

We ate in the parking lot inside of the U-Haul truck. We were dirty and sweaty and stinky, but we didn't care.

It was quite late when we returned the U-Haul and got home, but that didn't stop us from enjoying ice cream on the front porch after a long cold shower.

That was almost 8 years ago.

I'll never forget that day.

In the years to follow...

Our family got bigger.

Neighbor friends became like family to us.

Hundreds of memories have been made.

We've celebrated holidays and birthdays and milestones and rites of passages with our neighbor friends.

Sadly, we've lost many family and friends because of lost battles with cancer and other illnesses.

We've had our disagreements.

If these walls could talk. 

We've launched dozens and dozens of fundraisers to help our local animal shelters, animal rescue organizations, and humans in need.

The list goes on and on and on.

I think about all of this when I'm packing.

It's an emotional rollercoaster all the way around.

But, we are trudging through.

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