So I realized as I was getting this ready to publish that I wrote about my house and moving again. Yes, it might get annoying. But it is Sunday and it is my brain dump. How could this not be on my brain? I just worry about all my readers as I obsess about finding a house, and then packing, and then physically moving, and then unpacking, and then getting familiar with my surroundings.
Oh yes. There’s more where this came from. If it gets really dull, maybe I’ll throw a llama into the story for good measure.
I feel strangely calm tonight (it’s Saturday night). It’s not like I had the best or most restful day ever. In fact, I spent most of the day with the constant battle that comes with mothering a 4 year old. It’s better than it was a few weeks ago but the struggles are far from over.
And the move and the house. I think I’ve passed a point where I feel okay with getting ready for the next step. The house is as clean as it ever will be. We had 2 showings in 2 days. I’m not worried. I just feel like our house will sell and it won’t be a nightmare and it will just all work out.
I’ve had twinges of panic and tears as I think about leaving this place but I’m trying to look forward. In fact, I’ve been looking more than forward. I’ve been looking online!
Thank God for online real estate searches. I’ve been looking everywhere from Virginia to Maryland and even Pennsylvania. I fantasize about buying the old carriage house on the Susquehanna River and then dream instead about a brand new house with granite countertops.
Either way, I’m sad to leave our house but mainly because I can’t start to see and get excited about the next chapter yet. But it’s coming.
So the house is clean dna ready and on the market. And even though I now spend most of my days obsessing about a crumb on the floor or wrinkle on the comforter or trash left in, of all places, the trashcan, I feel strangely at ease. Everything is as it should be and now I can wait. Wait and look and research and actually relax and enjoy.
We headed out to the outlet malls today to get some shopping done. I felt completely relaxed knowing that the house is where it needs to be and we had nothing pressing to get home to. I also am starting to realize how keeping up with chores can maybe give me this feeling a little more often. As long as I don’t have to continue to obsess about crumbs.
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I would rather eat a mug full of needles than pack to move again. I am totally not looking forward to it. You have my deepest sympathies.
it’s amazing how much moving can weigh on your mind. I can empathize. I’ve become obsessed with looking online at the Apartment Therapy – “Small, Cool Contest.” Makes me get excited about moving because of the redecorating options and the fact that I can declutter and become a true minimalist. It’s so hard to not let stacks of unopened mail infiltrate a room. There’s so much junk I won’t be bringing with me!
Until then – don’t sweat the crumbs. They are easily erased with a dustbuster. 🙂
It’s hard to look forward to an adventure when you don’t know what that adventure will be!! Good luck to you with the move and selling the house.
Was the “clean dna ready” intentional or part of the whole “no editing” thing? When I read that I thought about CSI: Miami and Horatio Caine as your potential buyer on hands and knees looking for evidence of a covered-up crime.
So glad your house is ready and that the worst of that part of getting ready to move is behind you. Crumbs and wrinkles are much easier to deal with than lots of stuff still left to deal with. My husband and kids are on Spring Break this coming week and we’ll be pretending to move so we can get some decluttering and deep cleaning done.
Hopefully your house will sell quickly (not that I want you to move). Mine has been on the market for 2 months with no end in sight, and I’m getting a little tired of having to keep it clean all the time. On the bright side, I’m much better about picking up after myself and my kids, and that has cut down on the amount of nagging from my neat-freak husband.
Moving- ugh! It’s just so exhausting! Of course it’s going to be on your mind all the time and naturally you’ll have to use SOC Sunday as the best outlet to dump it all- I do not blame you!
Just try to imagine how much fun it will be to decorate a fresh, clean space! Keep thinking about the end of the rainbow!
I think it might be a bit creepy if you never did a single Stream of Consciousness about moving. Moving is a HUGE stressor, and I’m guessing from the rest of the comments that you have ALL of our sympathies.
But I think you’re onto something with wondering if you could feel like this more often. I’ve read quite a bit on the link between cluttered house/cluttered mind. Stressful all around. If only I wasn’t such a slatternly housekeeper. Sigh.
I struggle with the carriage house vs. the modern house with the granite countertops too. They both sound equally lovely. And then I remember that I live in NYC and I’d be lucky to have some place to park my stroller besides next to my dining room table.