There's no turning back now.
We have agreed to all the buyer's conditions, and if all goes according to plan (which at this point it should), we'll sign the deed over for our house on Thursday. By the 28th, we need to be out of the house. Oh, and I also need to be fully prepared for the school year because that's my first day of teaching. Good times.
I wasn't quite sure if the whole deal was going to work out mostly because I wasn't quite sure how much we were willing to give up in the process of selling the house. Turns out, we were willing to give up quite a lot. The prospects of waiting for another buyer, stalling on construction of the new house, and moving during the school year just seemed very daunting. And threatening. And stressful. And worth a few thousand dollars that we may or may not have received if we waited for another buyer. In the end, we sacrificed...oh, I don't...probably the new front load washer and dryer that I was hoping would be in the new laundry room. There's nothing wrong with our current washer and dryer, so no real loss. Really, I'll just be so happy to have a laundry room at all--inside my house, no less!--that I won't mind my old machines one bit.
This weekend, while the girls were with grandparents, Jason and I worked hard at packing stuff up. While I actually don't mind the whole process of packing, it is a bit nerve wracking trying to decide what should be packed for long-term storage, for the apartment here in town, or for our temporary housing up north. I have no trouble packing up almost all of my belongings. What is proving to be more difficult is determining what things need to be saved for the girls. It's one thing to pack away all my books; it's another to pack away all of their books. Good thing we regularly visit the library.
It's a little bit crazy around here right now. Honestly, I'd like to step away from the computer for a few weeks if I could. But I have lesson plans to write, reviews to do (and even DVDs to give away this week! yay!), and work to accomplish (requiring the computer). So, I'll still be popping by here, unless it somehow manages to get boxed up and hauled away. At which point, I will have nothing left to say anymore.