November 16, 2008
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Sixpence None The Richer’s “Kiss Me” is softly playing on my iTunes as Xander lies beside me struggling against sleep. The room is dark except for the soft glow from the bathroom light and two brightly lit rectangles as Ben and I sit on either side of our youngest son and stare into the screens of our laptops. The only other sounds are the faint tapping of keys and the soothing white noise of the fan. It’s a peaceful night at the H. house.
I’ve been dwelling a lot lately on all of the to-dos related to moving out of this place, buying the house in New York, and moving in up there. It’s overwhelming. I’m trying to take it one day at a time, but it’s hard to do when I’m running out of days. I keep telling myself that I shouldn’t have procrastinated, but that doesn’t help me now. All that will help me now is to keep plugging along, one foot after another, checking off each box as I come to it.
The home inspection and radon test came back clean. The appraisal is scheduled for Wednesday. I’ve been in contact with a snow removal contractor and set up service so that we can have a clear driveway on moving-in day. I’m working on separating out our junk so that the junk men can take it away before the moving men come. I’ve called all the utility companies about shut off days and I’m working on changing our cell phone provider since our current one has no coverage in the area to which we’re moving. I’m trying to keep Ben on task with the things he needs to do. I’m teaching school on top of everything else. And every day I’m looking at the pictures of “our house” and dreaming of when we’ll finally be in it and all this other stuff will be behind us.
Ben’s mom is coming to visit us in New York from Dec. 15-21. I don’t even know if we’ll be in the house by then. Ben starts work on the 10th, so I’m not even sure if she’ll get to see much of him while she’s here. Hopefully it will work out that he’ll have half days since it will be so close to Christmas, but we won’t know until we get there.
That’s how I feel about so much when it comes to this move. We won’t know until we get there. For a planner/worrier/control freak like me, that is a terrifying sentence.
We won’t know until we get there.
Lord, help me to give you control of my circumstances. Only you know what plans you have for me and my family. Help me give up my will for yours. Please grant me wisdom to always know what the next step should be during this hectic time. Amen.
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Moving is never easy, especially when moving to another state. There are always so many variables. Your new house is beautiful! I will be praying that all goes well for you!