another chuckle
Oh, I remember this like it was yesterday.
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This is my last blog post from my old house here. Tomorrow is THE big day. This house is almost an empty shell that echos ... windows bare and nails on walls. Even as I sit here typing - the clicking sound of the keys is louder in this all but hollow room. This room has served me well. First, it was my home office/guest room. Then it was a nursery. Then my sewing room. I'm going to miss it for a few minutes until I have my new sewing "studio" set up. Then I'm going to remember it fondly and wonder how I ever survived in such a tiny space! LOL!
As we packed up the house, I was only slightly embarrassed at some of the pockets of dust that collected here and there without my noticing. But this old house is going to be torn down within the month - the surveyors have already marked the property lines and the services are spray-painted on the sidewalk - so I'm not going to worry about a little dust.
All this emptimess ... it's almost sad. Almost. But not quite. It doesn't take me much more than a nanosecond to remember why we've wanted a better house for such a long time. I'm a little surprised at how detached I feel about leaving here - this place with so many memories. I usually have more of a sentimental heart than this. But as I get older, I find that sentiment can be more of a prison than a blanket. Does that make sense? Memories are with you always in your head and in your heart. And if you forget them, then it doesn't really matter. I am less and less interested in the past and find myself more interested and excited about the future.
xo k
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Esther
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But as I get older, I find that sentiment can be more of a prison than a blanket.
That's it…. needed to hear that today…. you are so right. So happy for you to move in to your new house finally! Time for the next chapter! It is kind of like a really good book that you are coming to the last pages of… don't want it to end, you enjoyed it so much, but then, there's the sequel and all that is ahead to look forward to! ENJOY - dying to see pictures! Of everything -but of course your new studio!!! xoxo
so enjoy your new home...
When we moved last year, I was very emotional as we started to pack. But by the time were were all packed and it was actually time to go, I was like you -- already detached. I think that's part of the process. So by the time you actually move, in your head you're already gone. Makes it less painful.
Enjoy the new place. We look forward to seeing photos.