Part of my hubby and my master plan to not spin into a dark depression, now that the kids have flown the coop is to move. Honestly, it sounded better before we got started. But we did have a great reason, a few actually, to move.
1) There is a high school next door; the same one my son went to. Every time I hear the bell between classes or drive by the full parking lot I sigh. My boy is not there. He's gone. I'm not going to see him forever. I wonder if he forgot about me....Now, that's dangerous! I could lose my cookies and start running through the school hugging random kids. I'd get locked up for sure.
2) It puts us MUCH closer to our lot---we were driving 45 to 50 minutes. Now it's 20.
3) Downsizing. Oh yeah! We are doing apartment living! I feel so cosmopolitan.
Our apartment is on the third floor (which is a big reason why I am ready to be done with this move), but it has a great view, valted ceilings and a fake fireplace (gas). All in all, it's still a good thing--I'll keep telling myself that every time I climb the 39 stairs.
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