Movin' movin' movin'...

Almost as soon as I published that last post about how I'm going to work and John's going to be staying home with the boys, John got a call on his resume and had an interview!  He says the interview went pretty well and they've asked him back for a second interview after we move next week. Wow! Ok then. YAY JOHN!

We've been busy going through our stuff and getting rid of absolutely everything we don't NEED or LOVE.  Friends and family have been showing up and taking truckloads of our stuff.  I think I'm supposed to be sad about seeing 3/4 of our possessions go, but I'm not.  It actually feels almost cleansing, getting rid of all this stuff we've hauled around forever but don't use. 

I told John to bring up all my stuff from our storage room the other day, figuring I had just my antique violins, my dad's guitars and a box of old angel figurines my ex husband gave me a million years ago.  I took the boys to playgroup and came home to find our dining room full of boxes!  I had no idea I had so much stuff.  Most of it was my dad's. Things that, until now, I couldn't part with; his lighthouses, elephants, some of his craft projects he started but didn't finish, a box of dorky old man clothes that reminded me of him...  That was the only time I got emotional about purging stuff.  But I did it.  I whittled it down to 2 small boxes. One of home videos and the other just misc. stuff that had the most sentimental value.

Unfortunately John will have to do something similar with his mom's stuff, though I suspect most of her stuff will go to his siblings, which I hope will make it easier for him. 

Our house is starting to look empty and sad. This is probably good.  The less it feels like home, the easier it will be to drive away next Monday.  It's starting to really sink in for me now.  We're leaving. We're really doing it.  We've talked about it for years, and now it's a week away.  The overwhelming feeling both John and I are having is excitement. We are READY to start our new life in Oregon.  But, I admit it, I am sad to be leaving our family and friends.  It is going to take work to keep the relationships we have built here close, but it's something I am willing to put every effort into. 

I feel so confident about this move, and have felt confident about it since we made the decision.  In fact, it's been hard NOT to be confident about it because things just seem to be happening perfectly to make this move happen.  Almost everyone we talk to tells us "Wow, you've sure got balls to up and move like this!" (translation: "You people be CRAZY!") and to us, it just feels like the most natural course of action. I mean, of course it's scary, seeing as how we have no guarantees of a job or the sale of our house, but we wouldn't have that if we stayed in Utah anyway.  Plus, we'd still be in Utah, and instead of being exicted and looking forward to an adventure, we'd, well, still be in Utah.  Maybe soon I'll be able to write a post about exactly why we want to get out of here, but until I can make it sound less like we live in the firey depths of hell, I need to remain silent on the subject. Utah is a fine place to live. For other people.  I am looking forward to visiting Utah often. Visitng Utah sounds WONDERFUL!