My back is aching and my feet hurt when I walk on them. And after a night’s sleep, I’ll be back on them because tomorrow is the day. Moving day.
I’ve been looking forward to this for years and years. Although I had a moment today, mini internal break down if you will, where I wondered if we were doing the right thing. Jitters. I’ve never done anything like this before and neither has he. We’re both nervous. But it’s done now. Official. Papers are signed. Apartment is our for 12 months. No going back.
A lot of it that makes me scared is the fact that we haven’t had a single offer on the house yet. But it’s still not the greatest time to sell/move, I don’t think as many people are looking. For those who are looking, they don’t want to have to replace the carpet–I’m guessing they don’t have the money upfront. But perhaps once they get their tax checks, it won’t be such an issue. Especially since this place is going for a great price just because the carpet isn’t in the best shape.
We’ll be out of here in house, on our way to our new place.
It doesn’t quite feel real.