Six months from now we’re moving to Italy. I’m still wrapping my head around the fact that this is still happening, while also trying to cross things my ever-growing to-do list all at once. It’s funny, I thought I had so much to plan for our wedding, but nothing compares to moving overseas.
|Bella was checking out our new luggage.|
We’re still waiting on our R.I.P. (not “rest in peace;” it means “reporting instructions and procedures,” and it’s the first part of the “official” paperwork), but there’s so much already in motion that we’re going full-steam ahead with our plans. My husband will have to cross train for his new job, and not only is he already in the system for training, but we already know when and where that’s happening: next month, for six weeks, across the country. He’ll be in Arizona, which is fantastic since it’s so close to New Mexico and that’s where our family is. But there’s one small glitch…we have a house to sell here in Georgia, and everyone we talk to says our house should have been on the market about two months ago, so we have some work to do over here.
Right now, our focus is on getting our house spic-and-span, so we can find it some new owners. I’d be lying if I said I’m not completely stressed and overwhelmed by the thought of this. For one, I love our house and I’m completely attached to it, then again, who wouldn’t love having a double oven in a gigantic kitchen, a whirlpool bathtub to relax in all the time, ample yard space for your dog or kids to run around in, and a walk-in closet. (Am I selling this to you yet? Do you live in Georgia and want to buy our house? Get in touch with me; let’s talk!) And second, the thought of moving all of our stuff out and into TLF (temporary living facility on base) or into an apartment just annoys me. (Moving out just to move again? That’s so much work!) There’s so many unknowns when it comes to selling a house that it makes it very difficult to plan things accordingly.
I know moving is inevitable, but making “garage sale,” “storage,” and “take-with-us” piles is so depressing, especially when our “to-sell” pile is starting to fill up an entire room. We’re hoping to sell the majority of our appliances; since the voltage is different in Italy; In the long run, it’ll just be easier to buy new clocks, coffee makers, and curling irons out there. This is all just “stuff” and our material things really don’t matter, but still, it’s difficult to get rid of our things.
I know how completely selfish and what a baby I’m being about this. People move overseas all the time, and I absolutely know how fortunate we are to be moving to such an amazing place. But dang-it, it’s hard! I just need a few days to wrap my head around what’s happening (we just met with our Realtor a couple days ago, so this is all fresh and new to me).
So there you have it, thoughts from a newlywed experiencing her first PCS. Expect more whining and venting in the future, but also know that I do love traveling and experiencing new places, so this phase isn’t permanent. Before I finish this (novel of a) post, I want to share some encouragement I received from a couple of my Twitter friends. They really help put things back into perspective for me:
🙂 I suspect that once you get to Italy, you won’t mind letting that house go at all. 🙂 (@ohdearitsLayla)
Sometimes it can be hard, but close your eyes and leap! You have an awesome partner (in crime) to adventure with and oh so lucky (@haniemarie)
Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to find someone to come clean our carpets!