The Last Night

Tonight is our last night here at the house on Aspen.  Hmmmph. 

It's the last night sleeping here, the last night I'll do a load of laundry here, the last night I'll put my kids to bed in their first rooms, and the last night I'll bathe them here.

I feel sad.  Andy feels excited, and so do I to a point.  It's hard to be excited when we still don't know if the new house is actually ours yet.  We do have first priority as buyers with the new house, but even now people are still able to view it and visit it if they're interested.

We are preparing the girls as much as we can to let them know that soon we'll be leaving our house and someone else will live here and we will have a new house. (This is not super clear for Georgia.  She said, "And some little boy is going to sleep in my bed?")  But we have to also explain that where we are going tomorrow is not the new house, but a friend's house and then when our new house is ready, we will move there.  I don't like living in limbo.

The thought that this will be someone else's house does disturb me a little bit.  This house will still be home in my mind for awhile.  I think I will want to drive by to see it, but it'll be strange not to pull in the driveway and walk inside or swing with the girls in the backyard.  I will want to walk through the house to check on it and see if they changed the colors of the rooms.  They probably will and then I'll know it's not home anymore.