It's actually happening
Sep. 29th, 2006 08:28 amAfter ten years of delays, set-backs, and postponements, it looks like the move to Va is actually going to happen.
The realtor came to look at our house last night. He was very positive about the whole thing. Said the improvements we've made in the past couple years (which include a new roof and a refinished bathroom) were just the right improvements to make. The house is in lovely condition and he says that he didn't see anything that needed to be dealt with before it gets put on the market.
So it's going onto the market next Friday.
I'm scared. I'm scared of a lot of things. What if the house doesn't sell. What if it *does* sell before we find another place (temporary or not). What if the new people want to be into their new home by Christmas?
I know I need to trust God's timing. God, help me trust Your timing.
We need to start putting stuff in storage so the house doesn't look so cluttered when people come through. We need to have a yard sale to get rid of some of the flotsam and jetsam that have followed us all these years. George wants me to start putting old books on eBay.
As a result, I'm going to tell Shop Owner that except for one day next week that I know he needs me, today will be my last day at the shop. I feel like I've let him down. I feel like a quitter, like I'm whimping out, like I should be able to handle it. But I guess I've never seen the point in working yourself into a tizzy over something you don't feel really passionate about (whether it's the job you're passionate about or the end result of the job--like taking care of a family). Does that make me a quitter? It's not like I haven't quit jobs before. But I woke up an hour early today and started cleaning out one of the closets. There seems like so much to do in such a short--and indeterminate--amount of time.
kerravonsen, you made some very good points in your response to my last entry, and I really want to reply to those. Geo and I have visited the area twice in the past two years, and I've met some people and might even have a job with a theater renovation project when I get there. In a lot of ways this is going to be a grand adventure for both of us, and very exciting, and in some ways I'm really lookin forward to it.
For me, change is difficult and often scary. Like
whitemartyr says, it's easier to be complacent in a mundane situation than embrace the change of an exciting situation. And though mundane, my current situation is very pleasant.
Gotta run.
The realtor came to look at our house last night. He was very positive about the whole thing. Said the improvements we've made in the past couple years (which include a new roof and a refinished bathroom) were just the right improvements to make. The house is in lovely condition and he says that he didn't see anything that needed to be dealt with before it gets put on the market.
So it's going onto the market next Friday.
I'm scared. I'm scared of a lot of things. What if the house doesn't sell. What if it *does* sell before we find another place (temporary or not). What if the new people want to be into their new home by Christmas?
I know I need to trust God's timing. God, help me trust Your timing.
We need to start putting stuff in storage so the house doesn't look so cluttered when people come through. We need to have a yard sale to get rid of some of the flotsam and jetsam that have followed us all these years. George wants me to start putting old books on eBay.
As a result, I'm going to tell Shop Owner that except for one day next week that I know he needs me, today will be my last day at the shop. I feel like I've let him down. I feel like a quitter, like I'm whimping out, like I should be able to handle it. But I guess I've never seen the point in working yourself into a tizzy over something you don't feel really passionate about (whether it's the job you're passionate about or the end result of the job--like taking care of a family). Does that make me a quitter? It's not like I haven't quit jobs before. But I woke up an hour early today and started cleaning out one of the closets. There seems like so much to do in such a short--and indeterminate--amount of time.
For me, change is difficult and often scary. Like
Gotta run.
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Date: 2006-09-29 03:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-29 05:07 pm (UTC)That is wonderful news! At last, this thing is going to happen and it won't be hanging over your head anymore.
I hear you about the fear. Oh, I know what that's like. *hugs* I'm going to pray that you have peace, even if you don't know where it comes from, even if you feel you shouldn't--and that God will give you the grace of a sign, something perfectly designed for you, to show you how He's going to be taking care of you and George (and the cats!) during this move.
I think so often the best thing we can pray is, "Lord, I do believe. Help my unbelief." Honesty and faith all in one.
But I woke up an hour early today and started cleaning out one of the closets. There seems like so much to do in such a short--and indeterminate--amount of time.
I'm proud of you for realizing that, and making time in your schedule for what needs to get done. I'd feel like a quitter too--but you have good reason for this, and you'll be doing other work, necessary work. So I'm proud of you! *firm nod*
[how 'bout that CSI? wow. and the numb3rs preview again.... *runs around in little circles*]
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Date: 2006-09-29 11:36 pm (UTC)For me, change is difficult and often scary
Isn't that the case for most people?
I feel like a quitter, like I'm whimping out, like I should be able to handle it.
Been there, done that, bought the t-shirt. Even though one knows its irrational, one still feels it. But it is irrational. Moving house is a full-time job!