I’m writing this in our room at the Russell Inn in Russell, Manitoba. We’ve just picked up Madeline from a week at camp and we’re meeting their Grandma and Pappa here. They are taking the kids for a week. Dixie and I will wander back to Otterburne tomorrow, maybe stopping in some quaint looking towns along the way, maybe bookstore or antique store.
We will have almost a week to ourselves at home. I don’t think we’ve ever had a week home alone since Madeline was born. We’ve had weeks away from home without the kids, but not at home. This will be something new and kind of exciting and potentially more restful than a trip. Part of the point is to pack, of course, but we’ll get some time to go to Winnipeg and visit our favourite restaurants, go to a movie, visit with friends without the need of a babysitter, etc.
We are moving in just over two weeks, which seems awfully soon. That’s not a bad thing–we’re all looking forward to moving and getting settled in our new home, community and work. It’s not a lot of time to move. The house isn’t ready. There’s a lot of work to do. And I hate packing and cleaning. And while I feel excited about everything, I also feel somewhat unprepared for what I’m heading into. A lot of that probably has to do with unknowns and uncertainties, things which will become much clearer once we get there and get living.
In the meantime, however, we take a bit of a break. I’m looking forward to a leisurely return tomorrow with Dixie.