19 days and counting

 A week from tomorrow I should have keys to my new house.

Writing that seems so unreal still.  Finally, this magical house that I've been waiting for since January is really within my grasp.  I think this next week is going to be a long and fast at the same time.

It's 19 days until the move.  19.  NINETEEN!  That also seems unreal. I keep rolling it over in my mind that three weeks from now I will be in my new home.

Yesterday I had yet another scare from the builder, getting an email saying the closing of the house would be between the 19th and the 26th.  Seeing the 26 freaked me out, because I am supposed to close on the 23rd.  On the 26th Paul the painter is supposed to be getting to work!  I immediately feared that once again I would have to change the days of everything.  Fortunately I didn't go too insane, I called the builder rep and she confirmed that the house would be done the 19th.

Inspection is the 20th and closing is the 23rd.  I don't know what time yet, but hopefully that news will come soon.  I know I'll feel a bit better when that is set.  Right now I keep waiting for them to pull the rug out from under me still.

I ordered shelving units for my garage today and for some reason since I've done that, my heart has been racing a little bit.  Kind of a mini panic attack.  I don't know if it's because it is so near and it's getting really real.  Something about getting to that step has gotten to me.  I don't know if it's because getting the shelving was something to do after I knew the date I was getting the house?  Everything else I've bought is currently in Michael's house and while it's crowded, it's been the intention to store it there until the move.  The shelves are the first thing I'm buying that will be picked up and taken right to the townhouse.

Last night I couldn't sleep because I kept thinking about what I was going to put where.  My brain raced for quite some time about where I will put my laundry detergent, since there really isn't enough room in the laundry area.  That was a good half hour of debate.  Then I started my mental list of things I need to get from Walmart after the painting is done.  That took a good 40 minutes and I can't remember much of my list today.

I spent some time wondering if there is a certain kind of dish washer detergent I should use.  That led to me pondering where the switch is for my garbage disposal.  Then I wondered if I really had a garbage disposal or if I imagined it.  (Checked today and I have one.)

This all went on until after 1 a.m. and I woke up at 3:30 having to go to the bathroom.  It's a short time between 3:30 and alarm time.  I'm more awake than I thought I'd be, but I do hope I sleep better tonight.

NINETEEN DAYS! 

Just thought I'd mention that again.