I can’t believe we are going to be on the road out of here in only three days. The movers come on Monday. It’s been a weird experience to not have to pack anything. But, packing enough clothes and Legos to last for a month (until our stuff gets there) has kept us busy. That and trying to clean the house while still living it. Which, quite honestly, is impossible on a good day, let alone when it needs to be clean enough to get our deposit back.

Z had his last Super Hero class (OT) with Miss Karen yesterday. It was so sad to say goodbye to her. She’s made such a difference in our daily lives. Life with Z is so much better now. He spent almost the whole session pretending that he was packing a big trip with “all our a lot of stuff” and taking it to his “new strange house.” I guess he does realize what is going on.

A and J had their last day at their great little school yesterday. I’m going to miss that place. Good friends. Amazing teachers. Staff who care about them. We went to the school auction last night where I discovered Mr. D* is crazy serious about winning what he bids on. My mom will actually have a birthday present next week and J was thrilled we won his class project. Wine, tacos, and great people – it was such a nice way to go out.

We get one last night with the Wiltsee Crew on Monday night. Pizza and beer. It should be a great time. And I’m not thinking about how hard it will be to say goodbye.

After 18-months of sunshine and life in the Bay Area, Mr. D* accepted a job up in rain of the Pacific Northwest. We just can’t seem to stay in the same place for too long. That’s how we roll.

This time it feels like we are going home.

My favorite part of the move is that we have movers and I don’t have to pack a thing. My second favorite part is that some friends offered us their ginormous house that sits on an acre of land. Z will have room to run. A and J can ride their bikes again. Everyone is looking forward to ferry rides, old friends and island life.

The sad part is saying goodbye to some great friends and a school community that we love. J is already sad about saying goodbye to his best buddy so we’ve been getting as many sleepovers in as we can. I don’t know how we are going to find a new OT for Z. No one can compare to his Miss Karen. We have friends at church who we love and will miss tremendously. I don’t know how I will survive without Heidi, my go to BFF for last minute kid pickups and nights out at the wine bar.

Bittersweet seems to be the operative word.