Enough already. It’s been two weeks and I’m calling off the radio silence. I probably should have warned you all about the disappearing that might happen. Moving is crazy, people. I have done it so many times, you’d think I would remember. And I do…I just forget a wee tiny bit.
So we have been in our new house a week. A WEEK! Already. Our son has spent a week at his new school, our daughter has had her little teacher meeting at preschool, and we’ve done the two cart shopping run. I even have internet!
Yes, we moved the weekend before my son started school. Yes, the movers were still here Sunday and he started on Tuesday. Nope, I don’t recommend it. That’s all I have to say about that. But we were so fortunate to be able to get into our home at the end of August rather than the end of September, so no complaining.
There’s a whole lot of crazy that has gone on in the two weeks. I will catch up here and there but for now we are happy to have gone from this:
And there’s been plenty of this:
What, you don’t unpack your coffeepots first? It’s one of the last things we pack and one of the first we set up. Ahhh, the smell of the coffee in a new house.
So, all in all, we’re getting there. Room by room, box by box, we are figuring out how to live in a different home, and how to use the space in ways that make sense for our family. Our last home and this home were almost exactly the same size, but the floor plans and flow are completely different. I have more storage upstairs, less in the basement. Every time I turn around I am having to rethink what we had where. I am organizing and sorting as I do and hopefully that way we’ll find a spot for everything that needs one and identify what needs to go. We purged a lot before our move but I can tell we have more that needs to go.
For now, I’m thankful for a pretty new house, a neighbourhood where we have already met more kids than lived in our last ‘hood, and the mountains I can see in the distance. I’m thankful for movers who came into our home and patiently helped us through the entire process, humouring us and our children all the while. I’m thankful for their energy and muscle, but also their care and attention. We were fortunate this time indeed.
Today, we might set all the unpacking and organizing aside and head to the mountains. It’s September, and the cool weather will come before we know it.
And we did move here for the mountains, didn’t we?
More to come, lovelies. I’m back, and as settled as I need to be for now.
What did I miss? What’s new with you all?