Our last week

Today starts our last week in the house. I am excited, full of dread, happy and sad. I am excited about getting to the new house in the new city that is so close to my parents that the boys will be able to walk to Gaggi and Pop's house. I am dreading the month that we are going to spend in south Georgia because I worry that Squish will not do well with out his regular play dates and activities and his father. I'm happy that the thing we've been working on for so long now is finally coming together and I sad to be leaving our first home. I feel pretty good about our renters, they seem like a nice family and I like the thought of a family being in this home. I hope that they will eventually want to buy it. I can't wait to roll my sleeves up and get to work cleaning and remodeling the new house. I love a project and this one is just starting me down daring me to do something about it. It's starting to get a little tough, to be honest. I have all these great ideas and I can't get started on any of them. For now, though, I'm going to enjoy watching my kids run through our empty rooms and halls.  Rooms and halls where they first learned how to walk and run. I'm going to feed them from the kitchen where their baby food was made and put them to sleep in the bedrooms I brought them home from the hospital to.  And I will be excited and saddened by every minute of it.