June 18, 2011
packing.
This weekend we are trying to pack up the house enough to make it look clean enough for when we have our pre-inspection. So far we just got our room done. If you ever were to see our room you'd be like so this is where you hide all the mess. It was terrible. Josh's closet had so much stuff shoved into it it took forever to go through it. He threw away a lot of old uniform stuff, which I am glad he did, I didn't want to see anything that was from boot camp any more. Addyson slept in til 8 this morning. She was up way late. The Darlingtons & a couple of their friends came to Oak Harbor to say goodbye and just to have a good time. We went out to dinner at Flyers. I never been to that restaurant. It's a brewery. Of course Josh and the guys had a few of their brewed beers. Josh said that its way thicker than a Coors. He had a hard time swallowing it. I heard it was expensive but its like going to any other sit down restaurant. {I mean it's not as fancy as Applebees *Wink* [inside joke]} Ashley wanted to take Cassidy to the pool so us girls went to the pool while the guys went to a bar in town to play pool. Addyson & Cassidy had a fun time. But 9:30 is to late for babies to go to sleep. After we were done the guys were out but Josh came home with us. I said goodbye to Ashley. She has became a good friend to talk to and hang out with, I wish we would have bonded sooner than a year ago. I am going to be really sad saying goodbye to the Johnson's. {I'm dreading that part, honestly, but it's just a "see ya later."} That is why packing today has been so hard for me. This house was our first house, I remember the first day/night I was here. I remember when we found out we were expecting. The times we had good family & friends over, and when we brought our little girl home. Memories that will be with me forever. I don't want to move deep down, I really love it here. I'm going to miss the sound of the ocean, the smell of it, and the harbor. This town has been wonderful, I know we've had some bad memories here, but they make the good ones all the more to cherish. So I better suck it up and continue to pack.
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