I have borrowed Gal's computer she has wireless, still waiting for the internet to get connected...my ss is so borrrrreeeeeddd with out it-not bored enough to get the school books out and study though!
Well we are here in our new house and it's just great. I walk around from room to room sighing the whole time this is my new house, this is our new house-yep smiles all round.
The move went relatively smoothly, we had lots of help from Gal's family, my lot pitched in which surprised me I usually have to nag for 2 hours to get a 5 min job done! DD was a little upset because she found out on the day and it was a shock to her, but even then she got in and packed this and that what she wanted to take.
Ex turned up for lunch and caught me in the middle of packing...not a pretty site and to say he was angry well you can imagine...there was lots of name calling and when he saw gal and her family the whole neighbourhood found out how loud he can yell.
We moved it all in one day started packing at 7.30am and the last load was off the back of the ute by 3pm. Never want to do that again, one of the hardest things I've had to do but yet one of elation too.
I am very emotional, one of my friends went through the same thing left her dh when her kids were about my kids ages and said don't make any decisions for the next 3 months on anything major...I can see why. Some moments I have wings and the next thing I know I am sobbing my heart out.
Ex has settled down I have had a few visits with him and he is calmer but the tears have started, in the last 3 years I have gotten to the point 3 times that I have asked him to leave and the reason I have changed my mind and forgiven and forgotten was because of the tears. I nearly crumbled for a micro second and then I thought I haven't gone through what I went through to go back to that.
I told dd the other am about me and gal, she took it like her brothers did and didn't say much. I have been walking around our house from room to room and sighing this is my house this is our house...this is our sweet life.
Only 3 weeks and Gal moves in...and yep I'm counting.