Don't cry for me Argentina. The truth is, I never left you. Yeah, I can tell you have all been boohooing over my lack of blogging from all the concerned comments questioning my whereabouts. But don't worry. I'm back now. Kind of. I'm on my mom's computer and it took about 5 minutes to open this page. Hopefully it will actually post. We will see.
A whole week of my life passed me by and I barely came up for a breath. Let's see. On Friday, last Friday, like over a week ago, we decided, "Hey, we should move tomorrow". So I was crazy that day trying to get storage spaces and pods delivered and people to help move and I also figured I should probably pack. So I did. And we moved most of our stuff out on Saturday. The plan Dan, was to get the big stuff out and then continue to live in the house the rest of the week and finish packing and be out by the next weekend. It didn't turn out that way.
We went back to our house on Saturday night and I was so depressed about all that was still left to do. I also thought about having to drive the kids 1 hour round trip to school, and that didn't seem like a good idea. So we decided to move into my mothers house a week early. We did, and after dropping the kids off at school each morning I drove to the house to pack.
By Wednesday I had just about everything packed and out. Thursday I cleaned. That night we closed. Friday it funded and recorded, and the new people moved in. I must give a very especial thank you to my dear friend Betsy. Because without her, I don't know what I would have done. She came Friday night and helped me pack my kitchen, Wednesday to help pack all the odds and ends left behind, and Thursday to help clean. I honestly don't know what I would have done without her. I never would have been done on time.
Everything happened so fast that I didn't really have time to process the fact that we were moving. MOVING. Leaving our house and our friends and family all behind. We have lived in that house for over 12 years. The people in that neighborhood are our best friends and our children's best friends. They are more than that. They are also our family. Before my parents moved here 3 years ago, we didn't really have any family here. The people in our neighborhood became our family. Like I said, I really hadn't processed the whole moving thing. The last two days we had people stopping in and saying good-bye. Every time I would talk to someone I would start crying. I might start crying now.
The guy who brought our portable storage unit from our house to my mom's house asked Aubrey if the boys across the street at the old house were her friends. He said they came out to talk to him and one of them told him that his best friend Aubrey lived in that house and she moved and he was sad. That also made me cry. Austin and Aubrey have been playing together almost everyday since they were born. Well, since they were old enough to play.
I think I have said enough for now. I don't want to overwhelm you all at once. After going so long without hearing me ramble on, you aren't used to it anymore. Come on. Say it. You missed me. I know you did. You know you did.
One of these days Steve is going to have my computer up and running and I will have to post the cute pictures of my kids on their first day at school. Just a little something for you to look forward to. Try not to lose any sleep in anticipation.
10 comments:
I'm glad you are still sane. I don't know that I would be after moving all the stuff in our lives. It's nice that you're still blogging, so even though you're physically gone I can still see how you are doing. We'll miss you.
On the other hand, you'll have so much fodder for your blog you won't be able to keep up!
I'm going to miss you and your family here in the neighborhood. You have been a big part of my life. As my young womens leader you taught me so much about how to live happily. That living the gospel is what would be make me the happiest. I remember babysitting your cute kids now and again. Thanks again for the baby shower and all the hand me down clothes that Katie has used. I'd love to come see your new house when it's all ready!
Also John and I missed Addison on Sunday we had a very small nursery.
That is a crazy moving schedule. We have moved in a week before, but never after being settled for such a long time. The longer you live somewhere, the harder it is to pack up. You are AWESOME!
Hi Allyson! I found your blog through Jessica Simonson! Blogs are so much fun! Your family looks like their growing. Are you doing anything with Miss Margene this year? Keep up the blogging!
Julie Jensen
YAY!!! We missed you!! I am glad to hear everyone is still alive and somewhat settled. I have Steve's Blaze hoodie. He left it in the motorcycle trailer and we didn't find it until we got home. I didn't want to send it yet because I wasn't sure where to send it to. I'll hold onto it until I get an address from you to send it to. I hope the kids like the new school
The only reason I didn't say anything about your absence, is because of my lack of blogging. I figured I would get called out for that.
I am glad to see you blogged!
Moving is always hard! I remember our move from Texas and how it was so emotional to leave a house we lived in for 13 or 14 years. I hope you guys survive the transition phase and that the house is ready soon!
I am not looking forward to packing when we move. Course, I've only been here for 6 months. Plus I don't have nearly as much stuff as I am sure you have accumulated in 12 years. Glad you made it though already. Hope your house is done soon. Is your house out by your mom's?
Yes, You were missed! I can't believe how crazy your life has been. All that moving and getting the kids in a new school and all that shopping...you must be exhausted!
I have to admit... I did miss you!!! :)
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