Remember in the last post how I said I had started getting the hang of things? Well, I overwhelmed myself and couldn’t think straight. The last week of school didn’t help much either with field trips, field day, and such. I have had to step back and reevaluate where I am, where I want to be and how to get there. I’m still working on that a little bit, but I’m feeling much better about things. I’m hoping that I can avoid another mental crash in the future by keeping things organized and prioritizing things. Maybe that would be a good post for a later day?
I started writing this post thinking it would be an okay length, it turned out much longer then I had anticipated. I decided to break it into 2 posts. Today you’ll get the first part and the next post will finish it off.
Our Plan? His Plan?
We have learned over the last 7 years that things don’t happen on our time or the way we plan them. I firmly believe that God has his hand in all we do and knows what is best for us. As I said in previous posts we changed states without selling our home, and we weren’t able to sell it for about 4 years.
We have lived in many different places since moving up here, my daughter counted it up once and said we moved 10+ times, I only got 8. It would have been awesome to have just moved right into a new home, but that certainly didn’t happen. Coming up in a few posts I’ll share some things I learned about packing.
The first place that we lived was an apartment. It was very small, less than 1000 square feet, but not the smallest place we have lived in the last 7 years. All four kids shared the big bedroom while Hubby and I had the small one. We put most of our stuff in storage. The kids weren’t used to having to be quiet and not disturb the people below or beside us. We were only there about 8 months.
We decided that we really weren’t apartment people so we found a house to rent. We pretty much quadrupled the square footage. We also gained a “garage.” I say it that way because it would have only fit a tiny car, one slightly larger than a smart car. Ok, maybe not that small but pretty close, our Saturn wouldn’t fit well. So we used it for storage. We were able to unload our storage unit. Hurray!! Money saved!
There were many things with this place that were less than desirable. All electric heat, manufactured home that wasn’t sealed well and not on a permanent foundation, and we found black mold when we moved out. But the kids nicknamed this house the “mouse house”. Yes, it really was that bad.
This house was located out in the farm area. I know that mice live in the fields and have a tendency to migrate to the homes, but this was UNREAL! We lived in this house for almost 2 years. We decided that the upcoming winter would probably kill us financially with the electric heat, but the mice were the major factor in us moving. I was tired of washing my complete silverware drawer every week and the house smelling like dead mice constantly.
The Hardest Thing We’ve Done
We had the opportunity to move in with my mother and step-father. They lived an hour from where we lived and currently live. So this meant that the kids all had to change schools, they didn’t like that idea. In to storage everything went again. Everything except beds, bedding, clothes and a few toys.
This experience was one of the hardest things we have ever done. I won’t go into many details there, but it was probably the hardest 8 months of our lives. Something I never ever want to do again.
To Be Continued….
I think I better stop there for today. I hope you aren’t’ bored with my reminiscing. I love to hear from you. Let me know some of your crazy moves you’ve made and things you’ve learned along the way.
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