Weekend Recap: Moving

Hi blogging friends. Sorry I’ve been seemingly ignoring you. I know you’re all sitting at your computers, angry with me for not posting again yesterday …Okay so you didn’t notice. I still want to take a few minutes to tell you all about what’s been going on in my little corner of life in the last few weeks.
My family recently sold the house I grew up in and I’m a bit bummed about it. I knew that this would have to happen eventually and I know tons of other families that have made the move, but I don’t think I ever really understood how sad the whole process would be.  I never really thought that I would be blogging about it, but when it started to take over so much time in my life I figured I probably should. I figure anything that takes this much time and energy is worth mentioning, right?
Isn’t it funny how outdated homes can get?
Seriously, I’m 90% sure this wallpaper is from when my parents moved in 30 years ago.
So here’s a quick picture of part of the first floor of our now packed up home. It’s sad, isn’t it? Although I no longer live at home (or even in the same state as home) I’m only a few  hours away and I try to take the time to come in for visits.  This house has meant a lot for my family and it has always been my first stop when I have a few days off of work.
Luckily, the travel that I have to do for work has dropped me about an hour away from my home base   This means that I have had the awful wonderful pleasure of being available to help with the move. Has anyone ever tried to move all of the stuff that 4 people built up over 30 years into a two bedroom apartment? Let me tell you, it doesn’t happen easily.   The last month or so of my life has been split between, real work, school work, blog work (aka fun work) and moving work. When I have a few seconds to rest, I’ve been choosing to sit with Dean, play with Allegra, and clean. (That last one is more out of necessity than choice.)
Who said picnic tables are only for the outdoors?!
We ordered dinner on our last night in the house
and then realized that we already moved out the dining room table.
Although it hasn’t always been a bucket of joy,
we did get some pretty memorable moments out of the process!
Today we officially hand over the keys, forcing me to admit that I where I grew up is no longer where I can spend my week off in summer nor my winter holidays. As much as I hate that, I’m honestly excited at the potential that this move can bring to me and my family. New adventures, traditions, friends, and furniture are all calling our names! Which also reminds me…
I’m super excited to be able to have an excuse to do some more crafting and shopping!? If I go back to PA with one more shopping bag, I really think that Dean might kill me. But now I can use my skills to help settle my mom into a new place… win win!
As crazy as the whole process of selling the house has been, I’m happy that I was able to be around to take this journey with my family.
Has anyone else been through the process of moving?
What was your favorite part? Least favorite part?
Feel free to share your stories!

8 Comments

  1. awww this story made me sad this morning — I know I’d be upset if our parents moved from the house Dean and I grew up in — but on to new adventures and new chapters with your family!! xo : )

    • Sorry to make you sad, Steph! Moving stinks, but we’re onto new and exciting things!
      PS-Jealous that Dean got to see you all this weekend! Hope we can all do something soon!

    • I’m the same way! I’ve moved to different apartments every year the last few years and I hated it every time. I don’t think it’s possible to make packing fun. On the flip side, I’m super excited to help unpack!

    • There are a million reasons why this move is good for the family, but it’s the sentimental piece that makes it so hard. You can only hope that the new owner feels the same way!

  2. Although my dad still lives in the house I grew up in, I can totally relate to this. My dad recently got married and finally decided to use my sister and I’s old bedrooms for guest rooms. I had to move out all my “stuff” and it was definitely weird! When I moved from PA to Florida it was also really hard. I’d lived in that apartment by myself for 2 years and it had become so homey. When I moved I knew I was saying goodbye to that part of my life but I was so excited to begin my new journey. Moving is ALWAYS stressful but once it’s over and done you see the light at the end of the tunnel. 🙂

    Stephanie

    • It’s sad, isn’t it? Changing away from something that was always a big part of you is hard, but it’s all for the better. Moving away from home is much better when you have something so good sitting in front of you. Thanks for sharing. Hope you had a great vacation!

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