My seller has made her arrangements for moving out on Tuesday before Thanksgiving -- Just four weeks away. I will be moving on Thursday the 24th, the day after Thanksgiving. I have the movers hired and now it's a matter of preparing and waiting. It's a relief to finally have the final phase of this big transition in my life scheduled. The goal is in sight.
The seller is having cleaners in to clean the house after she moves, so I will be able to move right in. She's a fastidious housekeeper and the house is already immaculate. I'm sure it will get dirty when they move all the furniture and boxes in. But once everything is inside, I can begin figuring out where I want to keep things, and clean and arrange as I go. I look forward to that phase. I will be in my own house with my own privacy and my own time schedule. I can work at my own pace and get comfortable in my new surroundings.
But for now, I need to move out of the comfy big bedroom for my last few weeks here at my son's. The grandma from Brazil arrives on Sunday and I want her to move right into the bedroom where she will stay, possibly for a couple of months. I am halfway out the door anyway, it should be me who moves all my stuff downstairs for this short term. It will work out, I'm sure. This is a busy household, and I don't want to get in anyone's way, so I will keep my stuff in a small living room they use very little and sleep on a foldout bed. I'll do my best to keep it all tidied up so it's not too obnoxious. I'm sure they will be relieved when I do finally move all my stuff out of here. I've stashed things all over the place -- things I didn't want to risk having the movers handle, or things that I didn't want to store in the storage unit. It will free up a lot of space again in this lovely house.
The kids and grandkids have all been so good to me and accommodating while I've been here. It has made this time much easier. And, honestly, with so much going on, the time has passed quickly. I make dinner many nights, clean up the kitchen, do errands and drive my grandson, and take care of the dogs. I still have time to watch some of my streaming services, but not as much, really. I'll be doing more of that when winter sets in and I have my cozy TV room all set up.
I've loved living in a two-dog house. Frankie and Sophie are such opposites in size and personalities. But they play together and get along so well. They are always doing something to make me laugh. We will all miss having a two-dog house when I move. Especially the dogs, I think.
Now, I'll count the days and look forward to Thanksgiving more than I ever have before.
