Packing houses and moving is like a second language to me. In two and a half years of marriage this is going to be my FOURTH move. We had the foreclosed landlord wasn't paying the bills house,my move to Michigan while J was deployed, the move to this condo last summer and now the trip to the lower 48. Let me just say when we get to Georgia we better find something we really like because my butt is staying parked for the three years we are there!
Jason and I gave our thirty day notice to our landlord and she has been really great. She said she would list the home again and start showing it towards the end of the month, but tonight she has informed me she already has people wanting to come Wednesday. Now that means this place needs to be clean and ready for her to show and it is just starting to becoming a scene of complete madness.
We are doing a full DITY move where the Army pays us (trust me this was not my choice) and we are responsible to hire our own moving company and pack our own things (can you tell now it really wasn't my choice). We are planning on being packed and out of here in four weeks when the movers come to pick up the trailer and spending the last few days on post before we head out. We have decided to spend two weeks traveling so we can see a little bit of the country and truly enjoy it as the road trip of a life time. Then we will spend two weeks seeing family in Michigan before making the final drive down to Georgia.
Jason doesn't go to school for a few more months and part of me is already sad to have to say goodbye for 2+ months again in less than a year of him being home. Hopefully we can work it out that I can go visit him a time or two before he graduates. :)
So between working, packing, Jason clearing, planning our trip, spending time with friends and family before we go and all of those other things that come with moving this month is going to be crazy! Ohhh yes and eating our way through the pantry. Isn't that always the worst part of moving? :)