The Script

I know, I know I haven't written in quite awhile. Things have been a little less then ideal around here. Despite being wordy in life, I haven't wanted to admit what has been happening as of late and I didn't really know how to best explain my emotions around it.

I had written a script in my mind of what the last two months of Seattle would look like for our family. I had everyone roles written, their emotions detailed, and the intentions of our actions. I think I might even considered what our costumes would look like. This script was going to make for an epic movie about the Cummings leaving the Emerald City. I even thought the last scene would be all of us boarding a plane together in tears on August 1st.

Well, this little "movie" project has gone sideways to say the least. The original script definitely didn't have us not selling our house by now. The original script also didn't have us firing our realtors and now starting over. The original script didn't have a mom with two kids having a major mental malfunction about keeping the house pristine for showing upon showing upon showing. The original script didn't have someone in and out of our house every day to never receive the offer. The original script didn't have two overly cranky kids that were being forced out of their house and woken from naps on a moments notice.

The stress of not selling the house with two kids and a dog has gotten to me and I have decided to pack the kids and their stuff up and head to Virginia next Monday. Pearson will stay here and manage without us and I will come back to pack up the house once it sells.

Despite this not working out the way I had dreamed and being terribly sad to be leaving Seattle, I am hoping our last week here is pretty awesome and the kids are as excited as I to start our new adventure.