Going...Going...almost gone

Today is the day - we pick up the keys to our new place! I'm excited about this change in my life, but I'm also a bit nervous too. I'm worried about the increase in rent and other stuff. It's just been a lot to handle I guess. I've done most of the packing so far, plus I've made all the neccessary arrangements regarding transfering our utilities and so forth.

My kids keep saying how weird it feels to them that we are actually moving. I guess they are right...in the past we've often spoke about getting out of this place, but we never did. This is the only home Brandon has ever known. Being a child who moved ALL the time, I never felt like doing so was strange. In fact, being in one city so long is what feels weird to me. I can't believe I've been in Columbus for so long.

Looking around my place makes me feel anxious. The bottom half is mainly packed, but upstairs looks the same as it always does. Regardless of how many possessions we have packed away, my family is still capable of leaving a trail of distruction as they move about the house. I'm trying to keep it all together - but inside I'm a wreck. I need order...I need calm. Time for a Xanax??

By Wednesday I'll be in my new home. I'll write then. Thanks to my friend JD...I always knew having a friend who owns a truck would come in handy. LOL

Wish me luck.