I have not been blogging or doing much of anything lately besides working and frantically trying to pack up the apartment for our move last week. Thanks to the wonderful movers at New City Moving and my mom flying in to help out we are all moved, mostly unpacked and getting settled. We had been in our former place for five years, it was where we brought Oz home and then Evie for the first time and it was bittersweet to leave it. I’ll miss that great window light!
But it was time. I was sad on the day, but the more settled we get into our new place the more I know it was the right move for us, figuratively and literally. I love having the modern conveniences of a dishwasher and washer/dryer and Evie having her own bedroom and closet is worth its weight in gold. The best part has been the combo kitchen and living room, we can all be together, no more banishing one person to the back of the apartment to cook or clean up, now it’s one open space where someone can unload the dishwasher and still keep an eye on the ever mobile Evie playing in the living room.
I did feel badly about moving Oz. He was picked up for Daycare at the old place and dropped off at the new place. He seemed mopy and distressed and so I insisted we bring him to the old apartment so he could have one last look around. It was sad. It was. But it was nice too, the original three of us just taking a last look around. Oz investigated each room and his old favorite spots, the living room window and radiator bench, the bathtub. He saw it was empty now; it was just an apartment, not our home anymore. It did the trick. He was willing enough to leave and he’s set about creating new favorite places in our new place and he’s happy. We all are.
Evie didn’t blink an eye at the change. She gets it. Where ever we are together, that’s home. Well wherever we and a whole mess of toys are 🙂