Nesting...Involuntarily

I say involuntarily, because this house is finally going on the market. As depressing as the prospect of moving is, it was about time. I am incredibly grateful to my in laws for letting us live here. We were originally only supposed to be here a few months. Those few months turned into two years. There is no way we would have been able to make it financially without their help. This house has been the biggest blessing (literally).

So now the cleaning must commence. We've organized our closet, which hadn't been done in the two years we've been here. It feels rather nice to be able to walk into our "walk-in" closet now. We've had the palm trees trimmed and have hired a gardener to whip the highly neglected backyard into shape. It was bad, real bad. Can't-see-the-dogs-through-the-grass bad. I may have to take before and after pictures for you to fully understand just how bad it is.

I've scrubbed all the tubs, which feels good, but leaves me unwilling to put dirty little bodies into them. Abby had a ring pop yesterday. She likes to rub it in her hair. Her hair is stiff. I must break down and cleanse her.

The office is next. I'm really lazy when it comes to paperwork. Nothing ever gets filed like it should. I've even changed my filing system twice, but it only motivates me for a minute or two. The office doubles as a play room. I'm thinking half of the toys will have to spend a little time on vacation...in storage. I hear it's nice there. Nice for moms who only have to yell half as much when half the toys are in storage.

After that, we're ready. We're ready for potential buyers to come and go as they please. We're ready to start packing, when necessary. We're ready to move on to the next homestead.