Ho hum. Sometimes I wish God would just slap me in the face with the correct path to take in life.
On Wednesday, we thought we were set on selling the house, but it turns out, after much more discussion, we still have no idea what we are going to do. ::sigh::
I spoke with a realtor on Saturday and he will be getting me all of the market comparisons, time on market info., etc. on Tuesday. In the mean time I will be contacting property management companies to get all of my questions answered.
Time with Michael is dwindling since he leaves for Iraq in about 10 days.
In the mean time, until we actually make a decision, we have been acting as if we are selling. I have been purging like a crazy woman (we have a weight limit for household goods)! I have finally found a good excuse to part with all of the baby "stuff"* so that has all been brought up from the crawl space and I've already listed some of it on Craigslist.
*Until this point, I was having a very hard time (emotionally speaking) deciding to depart with all of the baby items. Even though I know we most likely won't have another child, I had been so torn over this decision. So, I guess in retrospect, this might have been God slapping me in the face about it being a good time to part with all of those things, because I am very much at peace with it now.
So far, I have purged 3 large, "outdoor" size trash bags with clothing that I had been hanging on to, bags/purses/backpacks and stuffed animals all to go to the Disabled American Veterans. We have also purged another 2 of those trash bags of "junk" for the trash. The only other major thing to be purged will be toys. We have way too many and I'm so tired of it - this is a really good time to get the toys down to a manageable amount. Why do we have so much stuff???
Even with all of the work we've been doing and the seemingly daunting task ahead of me, I'm overcome with excitement for his move!