"the nicest and the sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens, but just those that bring simple pleasure, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string."
Lucy Maud Montgomery

Thursday, May 18, 2017

it's hammer time...


...or more like panic time. 

I can't believe I lost my blog, for over a week it went missing.  Was unable to sign in, couldn't find it in any searches, and Google didn't have a clue as to who I am.   Now normally that would be cause for concern but add it to the absolute misery moving has proved to be and I just about lost my little mind.  Finally, finally I shut things down, waited a few days, came back and it was as if nothing had happened.  I wonder if I dreamed it!

Not my dogs but I wish they were.  Still missing my buddy, especially now.  I just can't possibly understand why, and why now.  Planning on getting another after we move but quite honestly I just don't have it in me.  I can't imagine my life without a dog but I also can't imagine my life with a different dog.  I know time will soften the blow but for now I'm just not ready.  Everytime we leave the house we have to stop at the shelter and 'check' just in case our buddy is there.  Hubby is really having trouble...they were besties.
 Going through boxes and packing the house has been dreadful but finding little treasures like this makes things easier and brings a smile to my heart.  This is a letter to me for Mother's Day waaaay back when my little girl was six.  She liked me then...
I'm pretty sure I posted this before but this is our punky Maude, she's exhausted from helping granna pack.  She marked the boxes kitchen stuff, weird stuff, and junk.  I can hardly wait to see what's in those boxes.

We closed on both houses today which was really convenient.  Now all we have to do it finish packing...Oh Lordy, there is still so much to do.  I found out something about my hubby during all of this...he is a hoarder.  He has his own walk-in closet, an office and garage that I steer clear of, he also has boxes from the last time we moved twenty years ago that he never unpacked.  He needs an intervention!  When our daughter was here she had no problem getting rid of things she thought I didn't need (she lacks the sentimental gene)  so I think she needs to stop by and have a look at that closet!  and the garage!  and the office!

I've really been struggling with this move.  We've been here twenty years and really had no plans to move or downsize again but we really have no choice with hubby seeking early retirement.  Not real excited by the place we are moving but praying it will be exactly where we need to be.  The kids keep telling me to think of it as a new chapter in our lives but honesly it feel like the last chapter, and that makes me sad.

Will check in when I can.  Take care lovelies, shine.

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