January. New beginnings.

2015 didn’t begin with any kind of high lofty resolution for me. It begin with chaos. Chaos called our house is going on the market, so let’s run around like crazies for three days and try to fix every little issue possible. And that’s what we did. On January 2nd, our house went up on the market. Again. Because apparently it is written in our cards that in our first twelve years of marriage we shall not live in the same house for any longer than three years. Our realtor just adores us. . . we are like dream clients. But this is it for a long while. We found a place that I think will be exactly what we need for both the business and for home. Of course, like all things, there is work to be done and a few things we’d love to change. More on that later.

Back to January 2nd. So yes. . . January. January was full of lots and lots of house showings, which meant lots and lots of cleaning. The 31 days of January was the 31 days that our house was the cleanest. Ever. It was truly amazing how clean we were able to keep it. And thankfully, it sold at the beginning of February and we could be done with that. The funny thing is that I got so used to it being clean, that once we let it go a bit, it was making me kind of anxious. I hated the clutter. I hated the crumbs on the counter. The few articles of cloths strewn about. The toys that naturally went back to being everywhere.

January was not fun. I can’t even count how many times we had to leave so people could go through our house and decide if it worked for them. I can’t even count also how many times that happened right during the dinner hour because people wanted to look right after work. And so there were many days that dinner was out–at Wegmans or Subway or Bill Grays.

January is responsible for adding a few pounds to me.

Thank goodness that January is done, and that our house is sold and we can hopefully not ever do that again for a very very long time.

Just wait until I write about March and April in a few months. Oh boy. I can’t wait to tell you about how awful it is to pack up a house and move with three kids. Thank goodness all we have to do it take it one day at a time.