Well, I'm packing. I feel like I've been packing for two weeks. I've never really moved before and I had no idea what a big job packing up a family of six (seven really because I have three boxes for Lionel already) and a huge house could be. I am exhausted! Our big garage sale is this Saturday (Friday for friends and family) and we are hoping to sell almost everything!
I'm tired. I feel like I need to preface these next paragraphs with that fact. I'm tired and I'm overwhelmed. . .now here come the emotions. (Oh, and it is rainy and yucky outside.) I really want to move! I'm so excited about it! Starting over and living in Colorado and getting a new house (hopefully)!!! There are so many things I am excited about. . . . .
But. . .I'm so sad (back to the disclaimer above). I just want to curl up in bed and cry. (Maybe I should get some medication.) I have family here. I love my parents and my Gran'ma and Brady and Jen (when they're in town). I am so blessed by my family here in Branson. And my in-laws are just three and a half hours away. We are surrounded by family and they are such great family that being surrounded by them is a fantastic thing! I have super friends! Wow. I can't even type that without crying. I love my friends! I lived in Branson for thirty years before God gave me true girl friends! Beth, Melissa, Kelly, Becca, Rachel (just to name a few). They are all so dear to me and they know my heart. . .the yucky parts and the pretty parts and they still love me. I know I'll make new friends in Colorado, I already have one good one, but I'm nervous. I feel like I'll be moving into other people's lives and I don't want to disrupt that. I just don't know how to do it. I don't know how to be the new kid.
And then there is my Adoption Fellowship Group. . . . A group of people who were mostly strangers 18 months ago and I really like them! I look SO forward to our meetings every month (this Thursday is our last one)! As a matter of fact, it was "A Blissful Heart" that got me all sappy today in the first place. I just went blog hopping to check on how everyone was doing and I lost it. (Thanks, Kim!)
And, I want to move into a house. Here comes the super shallow part! I do. I want a home (and I want a pretty home. . .not big, just pretty). I would love to be able to pack up Maple Forest Lane and put it in a big truck and then meet the big truck at my new home (in Edgemont Highlands) and then unpack it. Unfortunately, we will be keeping everything in our garage and moving into our kamp cabin. We are so blessed to have a place to go and not have to own two houses! I know that! I just feel like as I'm packing up my family and my life, I would really like to NEST in Colorado and not just float! I want to nest and know where my life will actually be. What school district? What activities? Which ski slope should we get a season pass at? :) Should I plan on working out at the Rec Center every day so that I can be a fit Colorado chick or just continue with the Wii Fit and be a semi-fit transplanted midwestern girl? That's a dumb one, but it is one.
Anyway, I'm packing. Feel free to come help!
Quick question: when you wrap things in bubble wrap, do the bubbles go in or out? It's the simple things I wonder about, too!
I'm tired. I feel like I need to preface these next paragraphs with that fact. I'm tired and I'm overwhelmed. . .now here come the emotions. (Oh, and it is rainy and yucky outside.) I really want to move! I'm so excited about it! Starting over and living in Colorado and getting a new house (hopefully)!!! There are so many things I am excited about. . . . .
But. . .I'm so sad (back to the disclaimer above). I just want to curl up in bed and cry. (Maybe I should get some medication.) I have family here. I love my parents and my Gran'ma and Brady and Jen (when they're in town). I am so blessed by my family here in Branson. And my in-laws are just three and a half hours away. We are surrounded by family and they are such great family that being surrounded by them is a fantastic thing! I have super friends! Wow. I can't even type that without crying. I love my friends! I lived in Branson for thirty years before God gave me true girl friends! Beth, Melissa, Kelly, Becca, Rachel (just to name a few). They are all so dear to me and they know my heart. . .the yucky parts and the pretty parts and they still love me. I know I'll make new friends in Colorado, I already have one good one, but I'm nervous. I feel like I'll be moving into other people's lives and I don't want to disrupt that. I just don't know how to do it. I don't know how to be the new kid.
And then there is my Adoption Fellowship Group. . . . A group of people who were mostly strangers 18 months ago and I really like them! I look SO forward to our meetings every month (this Thursday is our last one)! As a matter of fact, it was "A Blissful Heart" that got me all sappy today in the first place. I just went blog hopping to check on how everyone was doing and I lost it. (Thanks, Kim!)
And, I want to move into a house. Here comes the super shallow part! I do. I want a home (and I want a pretty home. . .not big, just pretty). I would love to be able to pack up Maple Forest Lane and put it in a big truck and then meet the big truck at my new home (in Edgemont Highlands) and then unpack it. Unfortunately, we will be keeping everything in our garage and moving into our kamp cabin. We are so blessed to have a place to go and not have to own two houses! I know that! I just feel like as I'm packing up my family and my life, I would really like to NEST in Colorado and not just float! I want to nest and know where my life will actually be. What school district? What activities? Which ski slope should we get a season pass at? :) Should I plan on working out at the Rec Center every day so that I can be a fit Colorado chick or just continue with the Wii Fit and be a semi-fit transplanted midwestern girl? That's a dumb one, but it is one.
Anyway, I'm packing. Feel free to come help!
Quick question: when you wrap things in bubble wrap, do the bubbles go in or out? It's the simple things I wonder about, too!
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Bubbles in... you can also use clothes for insulating breakables. And a tip we've learned by watching our military movers is to put framed pictures on the sides of tall boxes with things like pillows and comforters inside. ;-)
Andrea
PS: Are you sure you want to come because we all wore snow boots to church this morning... on EASTER!
We love you!! You were such a huge part of our adoption!! You held my hand during the endless paperwork and made me feel like I could accomplish anything!! I will forever thank you for your heart & spirit to help.
I've known you for soooo many years...its not possible to wrap our brains around you NOT being here in your adorable cottage in the woods.
Thank you for sharing your heart..what you're going thru. Praying for you!!!
ps: Rog will be lost on Thursdays lunch w/ Andy :(
A blissful heart here :( We sooo love the fellowship group too and are going to miss you all so much. I feel like our relationship just began to develop but..... God is good and He will not take you on a journey you can't handle. That's not to say it's not hard. I can't imagine the stress and pressures you are feeling along with this change. I am praying for you and will continue to do so daily. Praying that God works out even the smallest details in this move and transition!! We love you and I am looking forward to Thursday night when I can hug your neck and let you know how much you are loved and supported in person!
Kim
Moving is not easy, really, next to marriage and being a parent its' the most difficult thing that I have had to do. I'd love to say that it was easy, but I've not ever fully gotten over my first move.
I didn't put down roots when we moved from Indianapolis to Lincoln, so that move wasn't as hard emotionally, but I realized that I missed out. I'm sure that there are people there that I would have really loved, but I remained closed because the move from Indy was so painful. (I know, i'm not helping am I.) BUT this is what I wanted to say ~ I felt the water w/ my toe when I moved here and then put my foot in, I'm not sure I'm much deeper than my waist w/ the community as a whole, but with a few I'm swimming.
Jamie Jo, thanks for allowing me to swim. The water is warm and welcoming and safe. Thank you for being that person who gave me the courage to realize it's okay to put down roots. It may be painful to move again (who knows where we will go or when we will go - i gave up trying to figure that out long ago) but I hope that where ever the Lord take me there is a person that allows me to swim and will even swim with me.
Now, I'm ready to come over in a few hours, let myself in the front door, help myself to the coffee maker and have make up put all over my face, all because I LOVE YOU! ;) See you soon. Oh wait...I will be bringing a person w/ me. Does that mean I get a free gift?