A couple of weeks ago we put our house on the market.
We decided it was time to move to somewhere else in our town so we got it all cleaned up and listed it on the market.
And by "we" I mean I hired someone to come get my house all cleaned up. I realize to some it seems like an oxymoron for a stay at home mom to hire a house cleaner. Just all me an oxymoron. Or whatever you want. House cleaners are god-sent. Like little angels from above with mops and dusting contraptions I didn't even know existed.
We figured we would list our house and then look around for a house while it was on the market. Basically we saw it as a slow process.
Then six days later we got an offer on our house. We did that back and forth thing that buyers and sellers do and then came to an agreement.
And in just a short bit we will be homeless
Honestly at first I wasn't stressed, but the closer our move out date moves upon us the more I start to stress.
This whole selling your house in six days thing is awesome for people who move slow. I'm not a slow mover by nature but Luke is a very slower mover (anybody remember our 18 year courtship) so this is rocking our world.
Because we are scheduled to move soon I've been packing our house up bit by bit.
Do you know how much JUNK one family can acquire in a short amount of time?
So instead of stressing about finding a house and not being homeless and all that nonsense I've been stressing about the amount of stuff we own in this house. I'll leave the bigger stressful stuff to Luke.
I've been using the stress to organize our home.
Because clearly, if you are going to be moving and packing everything up you want it to be as organized as possible before throwing it in those moving boxes.
I'm talking I've been organizing our books by category. What is wrong with me? This is NOT required for throwing them in a box.
I've never claimed to be a person who makes a lot of sense. I just am me.
It should be an interesting next month as we already had a fairly busy May planned and then we threw in packing, moving and finding a new house or temporary housing until we find something.
Fun times at the Tree house.
I have no way to end this other than stay tuned.....and come help me organize if you want.