Not Ready

She turned 18 months today.  I find myself more and more wanting to hold on to every moment, especially these last few days because I know we will soon be moving into the new house and things will be crazy again.  Although living with my mom has had its ups and downs it has been a welcome break from the constant cleaning for showings, then for moving, and packing that took over our lives the last few months.  Although it will be nice to have a place to call our own again, there is a part of me that isn't ready to tackle all the hoopla that comes with a new house, the painting, decorating, the seemingly endless boxes to unpack.  Thankfully I have a few more days...

"Where will I go? What will I do?" -Scarlett O'Hara

Life is full of unexpected twists and turns, every time I think I know what is going to happen or how something is going to play out, I should just automatically know now that it's probably going to be a little bit of a wild ride.  So, the house stuff didn't workout and in a few days time we will be living with my mom with no real plan or houses we are even interested in looking at, just waiting for something to come on the market for us to buy.  I am not really sure what to think about all of this...