3 weeks to go…..

So the move is definitely on, and we now have a house to move to.

Mum and Dad have found a place where Mum, Jack and myself can live together in the main house, and Dad has his own smaller self contained house on the same block. We move out of here on the 6th of September, and all going well, we move in to the new place on the 14th. It will take us 6 or 7 days to get there, it’s a cross country trip, so it all seems to be falling into place.

The past week Jack and I have been home alone, and between packing already sealed boxes of stuff of mum and dads, and getting my last couple of things into the shipping container, making sure we are both fed each day and doing the usual stuff, plus a few appointments thrown in the mix, and I feel completely wrecked. I can say with a high level of certainty that moving in with my folks was a good idea from the point of view of my fibromyalgia. This week has been tough doing it all on my own again.

I have sent emails to the new school Jack will be starting at for term 4, after the spring break, and had a meeting this afternoon with his current teacher, organising some work for him to do while we are on the road, so he doesn’t miss too much. Tomorrow I am off to my doctor, it may be the last visit before we leave, I am not sure, I will have to see how it all goes.

I’m feeling a few different emotions this week, mainly because I have had a lot of time to myself, I have a huge sense of relief, for a few reasons. Relief that I am going to be living so far away from my abuser that the likelihood of running into her when down the street is zero. Relief that we now have certainty with where we are going, a house to move to. I even know my new address !! I am also anxious about what the next few weeks will hold for us before we move, and then about getting all set up in the new place. And lastly, I am feeling edgy, I want to go now ! Waiting for the next 3 weeks to go by is killing me !!!

Weirdly enough, I don’t feel sad. With everything that has happened here, it is time to go. I will not miss this place. I certainly won’t miss the horrible weather or the ignorant, misinformed people of this area.

New beginnings. New Beginnings. It’s exciting.

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