It's pre-dawn. I'm up because I can't sleep. I'm so excited. So anxious. So nervous. Last night was Eliot's last night sleeping in this house. Tonight is my last night, and today we pack. It's so weird, I remember moving in here, crying after everyone had left just because. Becase I was overwhelmed, excited, anxious, nervous. I wonder if I'll be able to sleep Saturday. With the new smells and sounds. More importantly I wonder if Eliot will be able to sleep.
I can't believe we spent 7 years here. I feel so old when I say that. It went by so fast. In 7 more years I'll be 39 and Eliot will be 9. I'm not ready.
Eliot is up. The weekend of moving has begun....wish us luck.