Today was my last day up at the house. I thought for sure I would be so sad. The last house we moved from we had only lived there for 4 years and I cried and cried when we moved. This house we have lived in for one month shy of 10 years. I was sure that I would cry.
About a week ago I got teary-eyed walking through the house. Especially when I got to the girls room. It was the room that we tucked them in each night. It used to be Grant and my room and that is where Piper and Lucy were when they were tiny babies. When I started thinking about those things, I tried to think of anything else so I wouldn't lose it.
Then today rolled around and I am tired. I think it is a blessing that I am so tired of cleaning this house. I have spent weeks cleaning and being away from my kids to get the house perfect for the next people. There is not one inch that I have not cleaned and my daily step counter has been 25,000+ steps a day...sometimes passing 30,000. I've been getting up at 4:50 in the morning and staying up til midnight some nights. And so I am burnt out! I'm ready to say goodbye and move on to the next phase of our lives. I will always love this house. I love the things that we got to do here and the experiences that we have had. But the memories will come with me and stay with me always. Now we get to make new memories...in a temporary house...and then finally in our new homestead.