We found out a couple of weeks ago that we're moving. Just after a little over of year here in New Mexico. It's very bitter sweet. I find it takes a good year to get use to a place and feel like it's your home. Right when I'm feeling like I've got my life settled, we're moving. On the flip side, hurraaaay for the beach! I can't wait for the possibility of going somewhere... any where. Alamagordo is a small town with nothing really very close by and not much to do. The nearest water is Elephant Butte 6 hours away. I haven't told my kids about Disney Land, Lego Land, SeaWorld or the beach. I feel like a little kid cause I'm excitied to go. Oh, how I hate to move. I don't want to leave my friends that I've finally made and my wonderful house that I wish could come with us. See my ever growing struggle. I haven't started packing a thing, I'm still in denial of the whole thing. We're leaving August 15th, in about a month. I know I should buckle down and get this house packed but no matter what I tell myself I just can't make myself do it. We're going out of town this weekend for a family reunion and then it's crunch time. I have to stop thinking about this I'm getting overwhelmed and sort of depressed. I'm done. We're moving to California, Edwards AFB, that's our big news.
- ▼ 2011 (7)