Moving
So, i spent the entire day moving all of the furniture from my old home in Orange Park and into a storage facility. My family and i worked from 7:00 in the morning to 6:00 in the afternoon and i am exhausted both physically and emotionally. My back hurts and i am covered in cuts and bruises and removed about 7 splinters, but i am more distraught emotionally. I mean, i moved out all my old books and toys and decided what i wanted to keep and donate the rest. Then, i helped move out all of the furniture and the heavy stuff and i kept remembering all the things that happened in that house. I was heart-broken, i grew up in that house and i had so many memories, good and bad. A party, my first missing tooth, when the whole family was together without trouble, my first heart break, everything. It was so surreal, it was like watching my life was passing by my eyes. After a while, i couldn't seperate the tears from the sweat, i was actively sad. I never thought moving would be so tough mentally and emotionally.
The good news is that most of the stuff has been moved and only a few pieces remain. So, the renovators can finsih and the house can be put on the market. The bad news is that soon i will have to leave my Deerwood home for one in World Golf Villiage. While i was not at my Deerwood home as long, i still have a huge amount of memories here. I am gonna have to face all the truama again. I wish moving would get easier as i got over, but apparantly not. Sigh
The good news is that most of the stuff has been moved and only a few pieces remain. So, the renovators can finsih and the house can be put on the market. The bad news is that soon i will have to leave my Deerwood home for one in World Golf Villiage. While i was not at my Deerwood home as long, i still have a huge amount of memories here. I am gonna have to face all the truama again. I wish moving would get easier as i got over, but apparantly not. Sigh