We are 1 week out from leaving our St. Louis based life. Wow, this feels more REAL than ever today. Our home has been someone else's for a little more than a month now. That's pretty weird. I think about it a lot....wondering if the new owner is watering/maintaining our garden like we did (of course, with this intense heat, don't know if much will be surviving anyway), wondering how he's got furniture set up, wondering if he's feeling at home now...etc. As of yesterday, we sold my 4Runner to a nice new owner. What a great vehicle! It was our 2nd in the 4Runner family. We were allowed to ship one car, so we shipped our newer Camry since it's cheaper on gas. And since gas is about $9+/gallon in Belgium, I think we made a good choice. We shipped the car back in June so it is already in our new homeland. It is awaiting our arrival. Looking back, we are glad we shipped it when we did so that we wouldn't have to rent a car over there. It tends to be more expensive, and it will just be nice to have our familiar car from the get-go.
When we first moved to my parents' house, I knew that we would have 7 weeks there. I've not so much been counting down the weeks, but more trying to cherish the weeks we have together. Both Mike's family and mine live in the same suburb, so it's been nice and easy spending time with them. The boys are getting over being sick, so I've had a low-key weekend with them. Mike and about 12 of his buddies went golfing over the weekend and then over to Fast Eddies, and he said it was like his "bachelor party all over again!" Needless to say, he came home in a happy-sad state. Happy to have had such a great day with all his buddies, but sad because he won't be seeing them for quite some time.
We are feeling quite the range of emotions---mostly EXCITED, without a doubt-sad, a tad nervous, and HAPPY that things seem to be coming together overall. We are going to enjoy this week and spending time with our families. Sometimes, I cringe when I think about the day we fly out because it makes me sad to leave everyone. But, when I think about the day we arrive in Belgium, I feel joy.
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