The house has officially sold. It’s a done deal. We closed on Friday and officially turned the deed over to someone else. But we haven’t moved yet. We’re renting our own house for the next 2 weeks. It feels a little weird because it doesn’t feel like someone else’s house. But at least the first step in this long arduous process of moving has been completed. Probably the hardest part.
As I’m busy packing, the anxiety is lessening but the emotions keep flowing. And they’re not all bad.
Today’s (Optional) Writing Prompt: How do you feel about change? Do you like routine and predictability? Does it bring you comfort or discontent? Talk about it general or tell us a specific story about a big change in your life and how you feel about it.
Here we go…
My mother always rearranged the furniture in our house. I don’t know how she did it but she always found a million different ways to configure the same pieces of furniture. And I loved it.
I loved it when it time to rearrange or when we came home and suddenly everything was different. It felt new and it felt fresh. For some reason, I always find it difficult to do that in my house. I don’t know if it’s because my furniture is too big or heavy. Or maybe because we bought most of our furniture FOR this house and so everything fits just right. But I do like change.
Not big drastic, change-my-life kind of change but I like things to be different. When I get a new car, it feels exciting to walk outside and say Oh! New car! It lasts about 30 days. When I have new shoes, I get excited to put them on in the morning. When I worked in a office, it was switching offices. It felt like a brand new job and I was reinvigorated, for just a little bit anyway.
As I’m gearing up to move, I’m still running the gamut of emotions. I cried when I left my husband’s aunt’s house last weekend after dinner. I cried when I visiting my beloved vet who has been with me through 3 pets losses over 15 years. I can’t even think about leaving the mama robin in the next behind my house before the baby birdies have taken flight.
But I am looking forward to change. A new path to drive everyday. New people and stories. New grocery store, post office, hair cut place. Dentist, doctor, yoga studio, massage therapist. Everything is new. WIll be new. WIll be changing. And while there is plenty of anxiety that goes with that, I feel like we’re finally rearranging the furniture after many many years.
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