We've been here 22 years as of this week. We raised kids here and now are empty nester here. I've got a few friends here(not many)but Hubs never made an effort to find friends here. He had co-worker/friends whom he hasn't made an effort in the last 5 years since he retired to hang out or even stay in contact with.
Side Note-When we moved here our kids were 9, 7+ and 4+. He promised me he'd find someone to babysit so we could have time out alone. 22 years later I am still waiting him to fulfill that promise. 8-(
Anyway as I go through the detritus of our lives(and the crap the kids left here when they grew up and moved out)I am feeling all kinds of emotions. I go from smiling at memories to full on crying jags. Sorting out the stuff of 22 years of living is hard. Saying goodbye to and trying to find good homes for cast-offs still with life in them is hard.(Hubs says just throw it away but I find that very difficult.)
From one moment to the next I don't know what emotion will come bubbling up from my soul. Sadness at closing out a chapter of my life means that many less days left in my journey toward death. Dealing with medical shit and having to find new doctors is the biggest PITA right now. Some days it's gut wrenching and some days it's "ok". Going into the unknown is scary! Moving to a place so different from where I've lived is scary, even if I've been there many times and I have a grown kid living there.
Sunday is Hubs and mine 40th Wedding Anniversary. You know what we're doing to celebrate this achievement? We are getting a dumpster delivered to fill up.
Good times.
Sluggy
