1.27.2013

sorting

My house has been a character on this blog as much as any of the other parts of my daily life have been characters here. We sold our house. I didn't blog it but it happened anyway. It was hard work and emotionally confusing but we did it and it's over. Now it is a place we used to live. (Hey, remember that house? I liked that house.) I put this blog in a box with all of my other things and I don't even know now if I should get it out and look it over or just leave it be. Do people still say "blog"? It doesn't sound as natural to me as it did. We are renting for a bit (it's been two months, actually, which is another story) while we search for our next home and I am trying to sort it all out. It's like when you clean a closet and you have to mess things up before they go back in in the very best way.

All the life-things I had put way way away, the best and worst life-things, are out on the floor now and I am kicking around them,

making piles.






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  1. I was post-hopping through my own blog today, picking out all the ones about our old house and indulging in some sentimentalism and self-pity about our move, when I happened to see in my blog roll that you had a new post up! :) Good to hear from you again. I'm sorry :( I understand. Here's a virtual glass of wine and a chocolate bar, from me... :)

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    1. Thanks! Funny how emotional houses can make us, huh? Because we are renting right now and desperately searching for a new place to be our home, I am kinda losing it. I just want a fresh start! I am ready for it. Also, hey, look, I figured out how to reply to comments! Finally. :)

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    2. I totally get it. I think women more than men, too. We identify with our houses-homes. They're almost an extension of our bodies, no?

      Wish I could figure out how to do that on my blog :P It might be time to switch to Wordpress...

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    3. I use blogger! They introduced the feature of replying to comments at some point, it is in the settings somewhere, this is the first time I've actually used it.

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  2. Hi. Glad to see you writing here again. I get what you mean and like how you say it, about the life-things on the floor and having to step around and sort through them. I really get it.

    xo

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    1. Oh girl, I miss you. And thank you. And xo.

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  3. Its strange to see your house empty without all of your people and all of your stuff that was so you. Many happy congratulations on selling though :) I can't wait to see where you end up and what you do with it.

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    1. I really miss you Jessi! I think we found a house and it will be a project but I am excited about it. It's super close to Jil, so you have no excuse to NOT SEE ME soon. :)

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  4. i hear you, lady. i am never comfortable when all my life things are laying around, constantly getting dusty and stepped on and moved around.
    but i was super excited to see you post cause...well, i like your life things.

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  5. Moving. Even the thought of it makes me feel stressed. Packing, sorting, unpacking...I am a control freak at the best of times and in times of uncertainty and change...well, I'm kind of a bitch.

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  6. That house was adorable, and I was always jealous of your curved wall. We built a brand new house, and while it's lovely in a million happy ways, there are no curves.

    Your house was so 'you' and that made it a super-cool-party-people house. But the house you find and fall in love with, the one big enough for the whole Luke + Erin clan, will turn into a new, somehow even better version of 'you' and be even more amazing than the cute little house with the curved wall. And in this house your kids will bring all their friends, you will watch crowds grow up, you guys will plant stuff and watch it grow for decades, maybe. The kids will claim their spaces - the ones in which they will go through all the different phases of life.

    It's been almost a year for us and I still mourn my old house a little bit. Not the house itself, which I did not love at all. I mourn the place where the house sat, the view of town hall, the romance of living right at the center of the smallest town in the U.S.A. The one where everyone even knows your dog's name.

    Wow, Erin, I just came here this morning to say I miss your words all over this page. And when I did, to my happy surprise, there were new words from you on this page. And it made my heart so happy to hear from you again.

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  7. I had to laugh when I saw the picture of the Harrison jersey. Our office is pretty much all packed up, except for a similar framed version of an autographed Luck jersey. They look so lonesome all sad and on the floor. Best of luck to you finding your new home. We'll be displaced for about a month before we can move into our new home. It sucks, and it sucks the energy out of you. I know your next home will be amazing, though.

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    1. Ha, that is funny! And thank you! Is your new house near your old one? The signed Harrison jersey is for (Hal) Harrison's room. We have a Clark jersey we never got signed that is supposed to go in Clark's room. We do have a Clark signed football! But that is harder to display. :)

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  8. I miss your words too. And I understand about the piles, but it does feel good when you make it to the bottom of one!

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