By now, most of you know that last month my dad took a new job in Appleton, Wisconsin and has been living in an apartment by himself all this time. My mom and little brother stayed behind in Sycamore in order to try and sell the house and give my brother a chance to finish up the school year (he's in 7th grade). My parents were planning on moving to a rental in WI the week after they visited me in Columbus regardless of whether or not they sold the house, and up til now, it's all seemed like a dream.
It hasn't seemed real at all.
Like I'm watching a movie in slow-motion.
My parents are moving out of state. Out of the house that I grew up in. Taking all my stuff with them. All my friends, family....they're all staying behind. Still in Sycamore, but my parents and little bro won't be.
Weird.
This morning my mom texted me to let me know that they got an offer on the house! It's a little low, naturally, so they're going to counter, but they're both really excited. I guess it's an older couple with two twin girls from DeKalb and they absolutely love the house...which is awesome.
For them.
And...for my parents.
I guess.
It's just weird thinking about it now. I'm not sure how I feel about it. It's like you're watching a slow-motion movie and all of a sudden you realize that it's not a movie, it's actually happening, and everything is about to change.
5 months ago when I left my house to come back to Columbus, I was never thinking that 'this is the last time I'll ever step foot in my house.' It's sad, in a weird and confusing sort of way. But I'm happy that my parents were able to sell it to a couple who loves it and won't paint the living room friggin' orange (like the last kook that my parents sold a house too! super weirdo).
I'm not sure how to feel.
Restarting the restart
3 weeks ago
