I have this little fantasy built up in my head about the new city to where I’m traveling across the country with two very small children and setting up residence.
My fantasy includes a mommy-utopia complete with neighbors who actually say hello, access to babysitters, and best of all I’m suddenly very toned.
Poor New Town, IN has a lot to live up to.
I won’t miss our neighbors…
Or the black bears…
(Why yes that IS a black bear in my backyard at 2:54 PM, the middle of the day!)
I definitely won’t miss boarding up for hurricanes either. This is when we boarded up for that little bitch known as Katrina…
But even with all the hiccups here in Shitty Town, AL, there have been some good things, too…
I became a mommy.
(Early evidence of my quest to become Le Binky Bitch with Carson, age 2 weeks)
(Ella at 2 weeks old.)
With these last few days ticking away, the air feels thick and I can hardly breathe. I’m teetering on the edge of panic. I feel sad, euphoric, and overwhelmed all at the same time. We’re leaving the house where we brought our babies home, the only home they’ve ever known. I worry how will Carson handle the move. I fear having to start all over in making friends. All of the little tasks are starting to eat away at me. I just want this move to get over with so that we can get back to “real life.”
I’m dreading that when we get there and finally get settled in, life will still be, well, life. It won’t be any easier, or better, friendlier, or more prosperous. The only difference will be that it’s not Alabama.
New Town, IN can’t be all it’s cracked up to be.
Also, I’ve heard that there are lots of Cubs fans there. And THAT scares me more than anything.
(post # 6 about moving)
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