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Every time I move, it further cements the feeling that I never want to move again.

  • I hate packing up all the odds and ends that I’ve accumulated over the years.
  • I hate acknowledging that I’ve accumulated so much crap.
  • I hate boxing everything up, only to realize that I still need something…and who knows which box it’s in.

(I should say, I do like the purging that comes with packing, but it never seems to be enough to make a dent. Also, Cla doesn’t live here anymore, so it’s a little harder.)

Bottom line, I always tell myself: I’m never moving again, until next time.

But now “never again” is over, and “next time” is in about three weeks.

Because we bought a house.

In the suburbs.

Of Virginia.

It’s still a little surreal, but the craziest part is how quickly it went. We toured the house on the 23rd of July; we closed on the 23rd of August. It was a whirlwind, but an exciting one.

There will be a lot of adjustments once we finally move in. First and foremost, our commutes. Right now Husband has the hour-ish drive out to Virginia for work, while I have the 15 minute hop downtown. In three weeks those times will be reversed, and I’ll find out just how little sleep I can function on.

But even that is minor compared with what we’re getting – the space, the yard, the community, the ownership.

I’ve loved living in the city, and I’m sure I’ll miss it sometimes, but I’ve always known that I’m a suburbia girl at heart.

The biggest challenge now will be convincing our friends to come out and visit.

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