Sunday Journal: Move-in Week

dinner out

dinner out

This past week feels like the longest week of my life. Not that the time has gone by slowly but that so much has happened it feels more like two weeks instead of just one. I’ve lost an entire season with this move. Summer should not be in the past. Autumn should be a month or two away…not today. Hopefully by Thanksgiving I will be adjusted to this new town, new home…

I feel lost…just a bit. I keep getting lost in my house…my home. At night I still dream of my old home in western Kentucky. The dream has been recurring since we drove away last Saturday (really…just eight days ago?) In the dream I am desperately trying to find something. I think it is a toy from my childhood…a treasure lost long ago. My favorite stuffed animal, a dog

kids working on school while we buy a new home

kids working on school while we buy a new home

named Doogan. I’m desperate to find it but every room is packed full of boxes. The rooms keep changing to different rooms I’ve lived I over the years. I know that if I can find the room I lived in Louisiana then I’ll be able to find Doogan and save him before my parents throw him away.

I always wake up a little freaked-out and clueless to my current location. Moving messes with my psyche.  Alas, I’ll never find my poor Doogan. During one of our last moves with the military my Dad let the neighbor kids go through my bedroom and take anything they wanted. Doogan was a casualty that awful day. Totally sucks. I guess that’s why I have a hard time making my kids cull their mountains of toys. Just for fun I decided to look him up on Google and found him on eBay!

the movers are here!!!

the movers are here!!!

Tuesday we walked through the house with the builders. I had to drive to Frankfort from Lexington by myself that afternoon. But first I had to look up my address on Realtor.com and then consult with Google Maps for directions. I loaded the kids into the van and managed to get to the house without getting lost. That was the first time I ever managed to drive someplace new without getting lost. When we moved to western Kentucky I got lost several times. On Wednesday we bought the house. I was so nervous. The kids did school work during the signing. They sat in the floor and were very good and quiet. Everyone remarked on how well our children behaved.

Early Thursday morning the movers arrived. They took all day to unload everything. We’ve been unpacking ever since. It took two days to unpack the kitchen. All I want to do is clean the house but I cannot until all of the boxes are gone. We’ve been unpacking ever

Littlest in a box!

Littlest in a box!

since and I hope to be done by the end of the week. Hopefully we will be cleaning the house by next weekend.

I had planned to gradually start school this coming week. However, the neighborhood kids are on Fall Break this week. I think we will just work on math and the I’ll turn the kids loose to play outside with their new friends. Sparkles cried everyday before we moved…she was so sad. She met her new best friend the day we moved in!! A lovely young girl who lives on the street behind us. I am so very happy for Sparkles. Middle Boy and Littlest also have children their own age to play with as well. Awesome!

My husband has truly spoiled me with this home. I never imagined nor hoped to live in something so beautiful and elegant. I am blessed beyond my ability to express my gratitude for such a gift. I’m still surprised I live here…

Linking up with: Weird Unsocialized Homeschoolers

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13 thoughts on “Sunday Journal: Move-in Week

  1. I LOVE your new home! It’s stunning! Beautiful! Enjoy creating new memories there. By the way…are you in Frankfort Indiana?! I have friends there!
    Oh, and another “by the way”…thanks for all the encouragement. I love signing on and seeing your face there encouraging me along with this blogging journey.

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  2. Your house looks wonderful! I’m happy your kids are making friends so quickly. It hasn’t been that way for us, yet. I’ve had dreams like that too. My mom sold our family house after she divorced my dad and didn’t ask me if I wanted any of my childhood toys in the basement, such as the kitchen play set my Grandpa made for me with his own hands. Sadly, the new owners got rid of them before I had a chance to collect them.

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  3. If you have the dream again – my suggestion would be to get up and hug your little ones. This time you moved with everything/one that really matters – no one was left behind 🙂

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    1. I did have the dream again!! This time I got up and kissed all my Littles and my husband. Thank you for the suggestion. No one else was awake but for me it was a very cherished and healing moment.

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  4. It looks like your new home will be lovely! I had a favourite stuffed animal all the way into high school called Google. He looked sort of like a platypus. He was literally loved to pieces. A few years ago I found a holiday edition Google in a second hand shop and now he comes out at Christmas 🙂

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  5. Wow! Pictures of your new home are amazing! You deserve it!! I am totally saddened by your dad letting people come in and take your toys!! I’m so very sorry, that hurts my heart. I hope you are able to get him off of eBay 😉
    We miss y’all. I’m glad the kids have found same age peers.
    Have a great week!
    💜 Sarah

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