Here's a sneak peek of our fireplace room. That's what we call it for now. Jeff's there, moving a few things in until the kids and I arrive with the rest of our stuff next Monday, if all goes as planned. And so far, everything is going almost too-according-to-plan. So well that I am getting actually getting used to it and am no longer on edge wondering when something is going to go wrong. I'm all in for all these good things. I'm going to let it ride.
I met with our realtor yesterday and our house should be listed today maybe? I'm not sure if I'll share the link here but probably will on Facebook and Twitter because we need to sell this house fast! And I imagine someone scooping it right up. I can't wait.
Last night we were able to sneak in a farewell visit with dear loves for pizza and the park and so far, it doesn't really feel like our last week here. It just feels right, whatever it is, and not painful, just sweet. I think it's because we all know we'll see each other again, and our connection is more than flesh and blood.
I finally found The Best Hair Stylist Ever and now we move, of course, but I have one last appointment with him this morning thanks to a friend's generous offer to entertain all my kids for me.
This week I am also in a wedding. It's actually wonderful timing, and I'm really looking forward to a night away in Chicago with Jeff, one last hurrah before we truly say good bye. And how full circle and real-life blogging becomes... Ashlee was one of my first blog friends turned real life besties and now I have the honor of standing up in her wedding. See what I mean about all the good things?