We have now been on summer break for almost a month.
The whole summer I've been working on the moving process.
Pack a whole trailer full of items into tubs.
Schedule inspections at the farmhouse.
Paint the ceilings of the current house for the appraisal.
Purge & organize.
Measure spaces at the farmhouse.
Order some furniture & order some appliances.
Purge some more & organize some more.
Make some decorative purchases for the farmhouse.
Prepare for a SECOND appraisal on the current house (long story...).
And wait some more.
To be honest, I woke up this morning feeling differently about the whole situation.
I'm trying to be patient, but I'm tired of waiting.
I don't want the kids to remember this summer as the summer we held our breaths for two months, waiting to get settled in at the farmhouse.
Last night, the girls got home from the softball game and played catch in the backyard until it got dark.
Then they ran around and caught lightning bugs.
It was heavenly.
No worries about when the second appraisal will happen...
When the closing date will happen...
When we will actually move to the farmhouse...
Just three little girls catching lightning in a jar while their parents and Gramps tried to coax a baby kitten out from under the feed truck (also a long story...).
So I decided that today, while the kids are off at science camp, I'm going to get this house put back together and ready for an appraisal.
And then, we're going to stop waiting.
We're going to breathe and enjoy and stop stewing over what could be coming around the corner.
We're going to catch lightning bugs and have movie nights and soak up the last few weeks in the home we've known for almost eleven years.
We're going to enjoy the waiting game.