I’m sad today. The upcoming move is coming up fast. Two weeks from tomorrow we will be on the road with 2 dogs, 2 cats, 3 kids, 1 grandpa and a couple of weeks worth of clothing and diabetes supplies. We will go to my folks winter home in AZ for about a week then on to the suburbs of San Fran. We won’t close on our new home in San Ramon until Aug 20th so in the meantime we will stuff ourselves and our pets into my hubby’s tiny 2 bedroom temporary apartment (I keep having images of clown cars and it is just as scary).
My Sweetstuff and Suagrboy have only the remainder of this week to fit in as many playdates as they can before they are off to diabetes camp (which in itself is stressing me out since it will be Sugarboys first time away from me for a week at a sleep away camp). We are basically booked solid with last-minute visits before camp. The following week it will just be Middles and I making final preparations for the move and hopefully fitting a few playdates in for him and his buddies before we leave.
I am basically a wreck today. Thinking of all those I will be leaving behind and all that they mean to me and my kids. I’ve already made great connections with other Type 1 families and organizations in the Bay Area and I am excited to meet them but I would like to pack up my friends from here and take them with. There is no such thing as a stress free move when you are leaving so many you love behind.
It doesn’t help that the contract we had on our home here was terminated because the buyers were unable to secure financing (they seemed so great too – I’m sad for them). Thus our home is back on the market and I fear we will leave without a contract in hand. I am certain our home will sell soon. We have lots of traffic and I know it shows well – just hoping the right buyer happens along sooner than later.
I fear the stress from the move is also effecting the kids blood sugars. They are both running higher than normal despite adjustments, frequent site changes and limiting the sweets. The move is taking a toll on my Middles too. He worries most of all – will he find new friends, will his new friends like playing Airsoft and skateboarding? Sweetstuff is having a hard time too – recent fallouts with some of her previously closest friends have made her sad to think she will leave without them saying goodbye. It’s tough being a tween – couldn’t pay me enough to do that again. Also she will desperately miss the friends she has become very close with the last few months. I don’t know if the numerous sleepovers and hangouts have been a good thing or bad – makes it harder to leave the closer you get.
My wicked smaht hubby made a great point this morning when I became choked up about leaving – he said maybe all the time I’ve had to prepare has made things worse – like removing a sticky band-aid slowly vs. ripping it off quick.
I hate it when he is ‘possibly’ right.
For now I tell myself….