Well, I have done it.
I spent the morning at the house and packed up Harry's room. So now it is just boxes that need to be put in the storage container. His crib, which needs to be taken down and stored too, and the rocking chair and little bookshelf.
And his dresser. Still didn't know quite what to do with his clothes. I am very tempted to just leave them in his dresser and cover it with plastic and leave it in the room and deal with when we move back in. I guess I'll decide with Henry on the weekend.
The actual doing of it wasn't nearly so bad as the anticipation and planning of the activity. I find that usually is the case - the anticipation of an experience without Harry tends to be worse than the actual living through the experience.
I find that my usual method of having a big cry as I anticipate and prepare and then writing about it on the blog - which is somehow so cathartic for me - usually translates into the actual event not being as bad as I had imagined. Doesn't mean it is easy, just that it is never quite as bad as I manage to paint it in my imagination.
Now our house is really empty. I swear I am never moving again once this renovation is finished! I took some pictures this morning and will post soon.
Love,
Cynthia
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Often in life the thinking about it is harder than the doing. May peace be with you, Cynthia.
Siobhan.
I can't imagine how hard that would be so I won't try to say "I understand". Just wanted to send some virtual hugs to you guys.
Congrats on your pregnancy, that's wonderful news!
We moved twice last year and I said the same thing, never again. Renos to boot? Aye. You have a lot of patience!!!
Emily's mom (from FRCDN a few years ago).
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