I’m not sure I could be more spent right now. But we are one step closer. I went and signed papers with the movers and they drove off in the big truck with all our stuff. The new owner did the final walk through in the house and I gave him the garage door opener. Tomorrow the house will be thoroughly cleaned from top to bottom and I will hand over all of my keys. Blake just took his friends over for one last goodbye to their favorite hangout…
The house echos now. It is empty. Lifeless. But soon it will again become a home again, with people and furnishings and new memories made.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m so tired or because I’m so busy, but my heart is not hurting over this not being my house any more. Maybe it’s just because this whole move thing has been so orchestrated by God, that my heart cannot be sad. And maybe it’s because I am one day closer to leaving the desert:-)
So here I sit, pooped. Thankful and pooped…
