It's supposed to rain today and tomorrow. All day. I love storms, not so much now that I have an energy filled toddler, but there's just something magical and awe-inspiring about a good storm. I've been racking my brain lately about what to blog about next. I checked the memory card on my camera, NO new pictures since Valentine's Day...what??? So we obviously haven't been up to much and I realized that we are in the calm before the storm.
We just had a garage sale last weekend. I must admit that I love having garage sales. It feels great to get rid of stuff, it amazes me what people will actually buy for real money, and I love striking up conversations with random people about random things. To most, a garage sale is just that, but for us, this one signifies the beginning of something.
We're getting ready to put our house on the market and hoping to move to Oxford. My heart is racing just typing those words. I feel like we've been talking about it for FOREVER and it's always seemed like something that was just going to happen in the future but the future is now. I'm scared to say that we're selling our house and moving because I guess I think that once I say it out loud it won't actually happen. Even though it's something we desperately want, it's a change, and frankly that is scary for me. It's not that we hate Memphis or anything like that. It's just that we love Oxford and all that it brings...PUBLIC schools, small town, Ole Miss sports, the Square, and much, much more. I'm scared to leave my Targets behind and all the things we've grown accustomed to here. I'm scared to have to make new friends. I'm scared we won't sell our house and can't afford one in Oxford. I'm scared to find a new church, scared I won't have as many choices for entertaining Banks as I do in Memphis. I guess I'm just a weenie.
When I put all my fears aside, I know that moving is the right decision for us. It makes sense, especially when I think about a future there. I've been praying everyday for God to take all my anxieties away, provide a clear path for us, and for me to trust in his plan. Back when I was a working woman, I talked to my clients about changing their perspective about things, since in most instances we can't change the event itself. I am hoping to view our "storm" of showing the house and moving as something as magical as the rain we're supposed to get over the next two days. I also hope our storm comes and goes quickly (is that even possible anymore??) but trust that God has all the details already worked out for us. In about a month or two, could someone please remind me that I wanted to view showing our house as magical??? I'm laughing at myself right now. Regardless, change is a-coming, so I guess I'll enjoy our no pictures, nothing to blog about moments for the time being...