Deborah Woehr

My husband and I will be moving into our first home tomorrow. I should be ecstatic, but I’m so exhausted. I’ve got the major things packed and ready to move, but there are so many little things lying around that I don’t know what to do with.

As far as the house is concerned, most of it is done. Most of the baseboards are in, and the contractor is supposed to come out and lay the carpet in the master bedroom first thing tomorrow morning. I went over there tonight to have dinner with my family.

It’s so strange moving into the house that used to belong to my in-laws. Even though we’re fixing it up, I can almost see my father-in-law (now deceased) sitting in his recliner, watching the 49ner’s game.

I just can’t get over the strangeness of it all. This morning I called the phone company to move our service, which won’t take effect until Thursday. That means no Internet access until then, but that’s not a big deal since it’s not too busy at work. This will give me the motivation to fix up the house, clean out the rental so we can get our deposit back, etc.