What’s worse than packing and moving? Doing it with a head cold. Yesterday was moving day and I’m beyond thrilled to get this behind us. Tomorrow will be even busier when they deliver our things to the house we rented. There will be weeks if not months of unpacking before we feel settled into our rental but there’s no rush. I plan to leave as many boxes packed as possible because we’ll be moving again in a year or so. This has been a massive amount of work and makes me want to embrace minimalism. Big time.
I was already exhausted when my feet hit the floor yesterday morning and it got worse from there. It’s funny that I thought I was ready until the truck pulled up and I realized how many small loose things were not packed.
I remember it took a long time for our house to feel like home. I’m guessing that the rental we are moving into will never feel like home because it won’t be. Life feels surreal. Almost like we pulled the rug out from under ourselves. Of course, that’s what we needed to do to get out of our comfort zone and make a change.
As we were getting the last things out of our backyard I noticed that one of our palm trees is about to bear fruit. It only seems to do that every six years, so it feels kind of special when it happens. I had a momentary feeling of sadness that I would not see those fruit ripen and fall to the ground. Then reality sunk in as I remembered the violent diarrhea Lucy got from eating them.
This move feels bittersweet. We loved our little house. Perhaps because we gutted it to make it exactly the way we wanted…right down to the antique French Chandeliers (which we have brought with us).
I wandered around taking pictures after everything was out and realized this house was for another time in our lives. I’m now looking forward and excited to see what’s next.
Are you planning to move in retirement?
Thanks for reading ladies and have a great day.