So What: Farewell

This week I’m saying SO WHAT…

• if we’re moving tomorrow.  Holy freaking cow.  can i say i wish we could stay in CLT, in this house, forever?
• if the stupid tape dispenser I’m using to pack and I are having fighting words.
• if packing is tearing UP my hands and nails.
• if the cup of coffee I drank at 8:30 on Tuesday night had me wired all night.
• if I’ve been so busy that it hasn’t exactly hit me yet that we’re leaving this house/Charlotte.
• if my poor face looks like a 13 year old.  Stupid stress acne.
• if the Mumford & Sons Pandora station has been on non stop the last few days.
• if I ate McDonalds for lunch yesterday.
• if we’re moving to BFE.  
• if I’m going to miss my CLT BFF like crazy (okay, not so what–this one really sucks).
• if maybe when I think about leaving our life here I cry just a bit.
• if  the above statement is a lie.  I cry a lot.

Fare the well, Charlotte.

Fare the well, house.

We always said we never, ever wanted to live here.

And now I wish we would never ever leave.

This town surprised us.

We had so much fun here.

Our marriage grew so much here.

Our lives started taking the direction we always hoped they would.

And with dreams coming true comes change.

So we pack up our stuff.

We stare at the empty rooms that used to be so full of life

and maybe a tear or two fall.

We’ll clutch on to each other, because that’s what we know

and we’ll drive away.

Just like we drove away from Athens.

And just like some day we’ll drive away from Buies Creek.

Life.

It’s sure full of adventure.

I’m buckled in.

Drive.