Home, Sweet Home

We closed on our new house last Friday, and as I mentioned in an earlier post, I spent the whole weekend painting. Now it's Thanksgiving weekend, a long weekend, and that's good, because we're planning to REALLY get moving with this whole moving thing now.

Last night I borrowed a big delivery truck, and we're going to move the majority of our stuff ourselves, but not quite yet. Today we're going to finish painting the house and give it a good cleaning.

Tomorrow, if we can, we're going to take the day off and actually enjoy Thanksgiving. I say "if we can" because I know myself, and once I get started on a project I just want to finish. We're going to my brother's house near Louisville for Thanksgiving dinner with my family, but we're eating early, and we may be back home before it's too late. And I know that I'll think to myself, "I don't really want to WATCH these NFL games. I could just LISTEN to them on the radio while I'm moving stuff!" But I'm honestly going to try to resist the urge because I think I'll be worn out and needing a break, and I want to be able to make it through the weekend.

Friday, Saturday, and Sunday we're actually going to be moving using that delivery truck I've borrowed. As I said above, we're going to move everything we possibly can ourselves. We'll have to plan it out carefully, because we don't want to move essential things like our dining room chairs until late in the day Sunday. I'm looking forward to moving stuff, though. It's good, physical labor, as opposed to painting, which a lot of time is just trying to hold your hand steady, like in the game of Operation. Which is why I always pump myself full of caffeine when I'm trying to paint, 'cause that helps keep my hands steady! Sheesh!

Anyway, it's a lot of work, but I know in the end it will be worth it. Right now, though, our new house feels like anything except a home, sweet home.