April Fool - Not

The last few days we have had terrible storms in our area. Although the rain was a welcome relief from the heat, it did a great deal of damage to our garage sale staging area. Furniture that we were hoping to sell has started to warp slightly from the moisture. I've set those in the sun to see if the will dry out today. Boxes we had filled with clothes are now soggy boxes filled with soggy clothes. We need to unpack and launder everything so it doesn't mold. When that's done, we'll be deciding on a charity to donate all of our stuff.

Yes, I said it, donate. I have never been a garage sale person so I wasn't fond of the idea of having a garage sale. It was part of the plan to pay for the moving truck. Luckily, our refund will be able to cover that expense, so we don't need to sell anything. I'd rather call the Salvation Army to come and pick everything up anyhow. So that's what we are doing. This weekend, instead of having our big moving sale, we will be sorting out what items we can give to our friends, and which items we will be donating.

With only 60 days left until the move, Salvation Army my have to stop by a few times. I'm getting tired of packing!

Week 23

Things are starting to move along. I've met with our pastor to discuss the move and to begin the process of selecting a new director for our children's program. I believe that someone great will fill that position and will do an amazing job with the kids.

We also talked about how I'll go about reducing the inventory of our house before our move. It's amazing how much stuff you accumulate when you live someplace for 13 years. I remember when we moved in, our house was very empty. Now, we've done our best to fill it up with furniture, books, and other stuff that we used to fill up the house. Now, we need to sell, sell, sell everything, even the house.

So let the posts on Craig's list begin.

When do we reserve the U-haul?

Over the last several years, our family has discussed moving. The closest we got was about 4 years ago when I got a job that allowed me to work from home. We went so far as to call people about their homes to see what the schools were like. But that discussion, like our others before and since, all were put aside because someone in the family had a serious objection to moving away from our house.

A few weeks ago, however, our casual conversation about moving turned into a decision, then a plan, and now it is a plan in action. We are moving. I've been in contact with the future schools, have a place to move, have already discussed moving with my employer, and have started packing.

It seems very surreal at this point, but it's all that I can think about. I find myself dreaming at night about where to put our furniture, what to bring, what to sell, and what to give away.

I'm trying not to get too excited, and I'm also trying not to get too sad, since we will be leaving behind a church family that we absolutely love, a house that we raised our babies in, and a state without snow.

Pray for us as we get closer to our June moving date. It seems like it's just around the corner.