Just*Can't*Stand*It!

I walked in Haggerty and Company at 9:56, four minutes early for my appointment with Brian. The receptionist announced me and Brian appeared a couple of minutes later. I like a man who can be punctual. I like anyone who can be punctual, especially in a business setting. After a greeting and a handshake we went in his office to chat about this and that and mull over housely things.

After coming to our decision to move the family over the weekend I knew I would have to go over the particulars with Brian to make sure all the ducks were in a row. They are. He told me how our market is surging hugely and that our price bracket is not the hottest one right now. We would have to drop our price by about 3.6% to hit that, but Brian feels we may be in the right place right now. He did not encourage me to lower our price but did tell me it would increase our visibility. That is certainly something I need to discuss with Travis. But, we have time on our side and the kids and I aren't leaving until early in August. He said we don't necessarily need to drop our price until we actually vacate the house. I like that. Thumbs up. He also mentioned that the surge of troops which have just arrived here as a result of the recent BRAC at Fort Bliss have had a huge impace on real estate. The new residents are grabbing up the new home inventory and are seeking the best of the best deals. The next wave is coming very soon and he expects that by the time they are ready to make housing decisions, our new and existing home inventories will be dropping and homes like ours will be a hotter ticket. He also said that if the house has not sold by the time we move, we can do our part of the closing via e-mail and phone calls. Such a nice row.

I can't help but think I may have been grinning non-stop since Sunday. On the way to wrestling last night I couldn't stop saying stuff like, "Guess what? We're moving!" and, "Have you heard? We are leaving?" to the kids. You know, the way a little kid repeats the same Knock-knock joke over and over and over again? Or the way they say, "Guess what? Chicken butt?" Yeah, that was what I was doing. And it felt great. My eyes have misted over at least a dozen times since yesterday out of sheer joy. I*AM*MOVING!

Holy crap! I am going to have a life again. I am going to live with Travis again. With him. Holy crap!I've seen some pictures of myself taken recently and I have to say, I am looking a bit worse for the wear. I don't think it is entirely un-doable, with a little time I may be able to reverse the damage. I think I am maybe looking a bit like denim- worn, faded, maybe a bit frayed, but always reliable. I've been missing my vibrancy. Travis makes me vibrant. I can't imagine being near him and not feeling alive and colorful and full of excitement. He does that for me. How lucky am I?

My greatest pleasure will come once we settle in Columbia; once I can turn a dwelling into a refuge for him and begin to take care of him again. I love nothing more than to make dinner for him and help him detox from his day. I get to do that for him. I get to make his days easier. Lucky. I get to do that for an amazing man. And, in just under three months, I will do that on a regular basis.

I am looking forward to finding myself again. Funny, I am completely able to function on my own since I have had plenty of practice over the last seventeen years, but somehow I always find myself in Travis. I know who I am. I have confidence in myself. I do not "need" him to function. But when he is near me it feels almost like an awakening. His presence absolutely fills my heart. I will be vibrant and bright and awake and brimming.I am lucky. I am such a lucky girl.