Tomorrow I'll be moving house, from the home I've lived in for the last fourteen years. It was the first house I bought and the only place I've lived since leaving my mum and dad's house. My nearly three year old has lived here all her little life.
To be honest, I've had a fair bit of bad luck in this house and some very lonely points as the majority of my time here was spent living alone. But then of course I have had some lovely times, especially pregnancy, being a new parent to DD etc
The new house is pretty much ready. We've been renovating it for months now so have spent a fair amount of time there already. Thanks to this, DD knows the new place like the back of her hand now and really loves being there. Hopefully the move shouldn't trouble her too much. The house is bigger and I do like it and want to move. We'll be better off money-wise too.
I've been feeling ok about the move up until now, mainly because I've been so busy I think. I woke up this morning feeling really sad and anxious though, in fact I've had a bit of a cry thinking about leaving this place. I'm just trying to get myself together before DD wakes up so she doesn't see me all upset.
I do suffer with anxiety so I guess I'm trying to figure out if it's that or if this is a normal way to feel the day before moving house. I'm sure it must be normal, I guess I'll be fine in a few days, right?