John and I spent Friday through Monday in Minnesota doing some house-hunting. As we were preparing and searching for houses here, we realized just how difficult it is to be trying to find a place to live from so far away. We found a few that looked promising, set up times to see them, and trusted that one of them would be the right one. The last house we saw on Friday afternoon wound up being "the one". It just felt right--the neighborhood is full of families, practically across the street from what will be Brennan's elementary school, just down the road from Owen's new preschool, and we could easily picture ourselves living there. We signed the lease Monday, got Brennan and Owen registered for school, and signed up for our new library cards. It's really happening, and certainly this weekend made it feel quite real.
Our packers come on Thursday to box up everything and the movers arrive on Monday. We'll pull out sometime Monday afternoon to get a few hours under our belt. We anticipated arrival in Minnesota next Wednesday where we'll settle in with my parents until our stuff arrives.
The sense of "lasts" is starting to come full force now. We have to remind ourselves and the boys that it will be the last time we go to this particular park or that particular restaurant. Wrapping up 6 1/2 years in a matter of just three weeks is pretty tough. But this weekend also made us pretty excited for all that lies ahead as well.
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