So Says My Fickle Self...

I know that I am fickle and flighty, so when I say that my family and I are going to up and move 600 miles away, feel free to roll your eyes and go about your day with the "knowledge" that in 6 months you will knock on my door and I will still be sitting inside. Normally you would be right. I get the itch to leave this place a few times a year. I pull up all of the fancy real estate websites and browse through hundreds of houses that either suck for this reason or are perfect for that reason. But alas, after each of these phases runs its course, I am still here. This time is a little different. This time we have everyone on board (save for our 9 year old who is not moving out of state no matter what, just ask her, she will tell you) and we're taking the necessary steps to actually make this next move in our lives. Today we started packing. I know, it's a little early since we don't have anything ready in what will become our new hometown... but we are listing our house, and we're getting all of the non-essential clutter out of the way so that the house feels light and airy. At least that's what we're shooting for. Also, we are doing some painting and little updates. Today we painted one of the bathrooms a more neutral color and then tomorrow all of the little extras go up. Thankfully most of our home's issues are cosmetic, so not a whole lot of cost to incur there. Praise God on that one. I think we're so ready for a fresh start. Tony and I have been in and out of our marriage for a while. Not physically, but emotionally. He's not a touchy feely, let me tell you my deepest darkest secrets so we can cry in each other's arms, kind of guy. He's more of the Nothing is wrong with me, I truly feel nothing, want nothing, and therefore need to say nothing, type. But while he was constantly feeling nothing, I was left to feel everything on my own. It's not as much fun as it sounds boys and girls. But things have changed, and they're continuing to evolve. 10 years into this relationship, and we're finally busting down some walls. So we're going all out and making a fresh start. New city, new jobs, new home... I tried the new kids thing, but apparently there's a law against selling children, and frankly I'm not impressed with the resale values of the older models anyway... so they're coming with us. We are also in negotiations again on baby #5. It looks like we're going to give it one good shot. So, I'm preheating the oven, and we'll see if we can't get something cooking. If not... well then, we move on. So that's the goings on in my life right now... Hopefully I won't be back on here in a few weeks all "ho-hum" about how we're going to end up having to stay and having to sell a kidney to pay this year's property taxes. Just in case... anyone know the going rate on vital organs these days?