Moving on

We've been working on our house, painting, packing up boxes that should have been put away a long time ago. The usual stuff. We are deciding whether to move, stay here, refinance, or whatever. I know Josh and I would love to stay here, buy the house from my mom. I know my mom thinks we are crazy to want this house, but the way I see it is that we already know the quirks of this house, and buying a new house would be a new set of quirks that we know nothing about. Don't get me wrong, we have bought a house before, but we really like the area we are in, the school system, the time it takes to get places. It's just right for us, right now, while the kids are young.

So in deciding what we are going to do with the house, we are getting it ready. The painting needed to be done regardless. But how I pack up my boxes are a different story. If we decide to stay here, and build a new apartment, separate from the house for my mom, I would need to get rid of some of the furniture I have sitting around. I have a dining room table that is in my garage, because my mom already has a table. I can pack my boxes to get rid of those "what ifs" and move on with my life, hopefully clutter-free.

It's a lot like packing my luggage. I don't know why I keep so much stuff sometimes. Because it could be useful. I'm so used to moving every year that I'm keeping what I have accumulated just in case I need it. This is the first year Josh and I haven't moved. I'm praying we won't have to. I'm sick of keeping my "what ifs."