Where to start?
We are moved. I spent the better part of the last three weeks unpacking boxes, entertaining the kids, teaching the dog to be on-leash and introducing her to the wonderful world of dog parks, relying on my GPS –and then, the much more awesome feeling that came in the last five days of knowing exactly where I was and being able to get there without it!
I can not write a post on how I saved a ton of money on our move. We didn’t. We spent a small fortune and we didn’t even have to pay for the actual move. What we spent money on were frivolous things, like eating out, browsing our new hometown, and items we found we needed in our new space. Not to mention things like a much larger wardrobe of warm weather clothes!
I originally wrote a list about the many reasons we weren’t upset at the money spent but decided to delete it because in the end it all comes down to this one big thing: having a connection to a place (read: being able to experience it) eases the transition. Having never moved, this is something that was important to me– I had a very strong connection, as did the kids, to our rituals and the little favorite places we visited on a weekly basis. It was so important to me to find a place that the kids and I could feel like was “ours”. So, after a long day of unpacking (the day after we took delivery of our things) we picked Michael up from his office (oh, yea, he went to work the day after we arrived! That was incredibly stressful!) and found a beach side restaurant and ate burgers. We introduced ourselves to our waiter- a 20-something who was a nice guy: friendly but not overly outgoing, yet a name and a face we could say to the kids “Let’s go see Will!” and they’d know who and where we’re headed. We have a connection to this place–it was the first place we really “went” in our new hometown as a family, and it made the experience all the better.
Today is the start of week 4. I have 2 boxes left to unpack (not counting a small storage unit we had to rent that I need to downsize!) and all of our pictures left to hang. It’s starting to feel like we live here and aren’t just on a really, really long vacation.