The day of finally moving in...

I confess I chickened out. The Raptor's delivery date came and went so often that I didn't want to keep explaining myself. Basically, I cared what you thought, so I didn't blog.

Ironically, I live a very happy life, not caring what anyone thinks except for the Lord and, sometimes, the family that lives under my roof. That's not to say I'm a selfish person who only thinks of herself—quite the opposite, actually. I love helping others, especially in the area of becoming better versions of themselves.

However, read this twice: People give opinions about your situation based on how they would solve the problem if they were in your shoes with their current skills and resources.

That doesn't make them bad people, frequently, it's the exact opposite: they love you deeply. But until you learn the art of silencing the "noise" of others and focus on what the Lord would have you do based on His plan for your life, you will spend an exorbitant amount of time fretting over what others say and do regarding your life.

Total waste of time.

This morning, I had had enough of myself. I blog for me. This is my gift to myself. The joy of re-reading these stories years from now is the greatest gift I could ever ask for. They are precious to me. I just happen to let you read them.

So, I am going back to blogging for myself, an audience of one. I still love you, but I have to do what He asks me to do with my current skill set and resources and not spend time worrying about what you might say or think of me.

This wagon has been so helpful with our move, and isn't it perfectly Solly-sized?

Where was I? Oh yes, the Raptor was due any day, and we were excited to move into our new home. Only those delivery dates came and went more times than I could count.

There were so many broken promises and lies told throughout the ordeal. It was hard to keep a smile on my face. But finally, it was delivered last Wednesday...when the whole family was sick and not feeling up to moving.

We're all better now, so yesterday, we began the process. We are treating the Raptor like a hotel room, so we will sleep there, but that's about it for now. Slowly, we will move on to other areas of our lives, like cooking and the kitchen.

Because we plan to live in this full-time, we are choosing to move in cautiously so it's done right. For example, we ran into issues at every turn when we brought over everyone's clothes and bedding. Everything in an RV is mini-sized; cabinets and closets aren't standard-sized or even close. Our organizational tools, like shelving, boxes, etc., did not fit. That meant we were left with everything brought over into the rig and unable to put it away. Every usable counter space and walkway became a clogged dam.

There's not a lot of walking room or counter space in an RV, so our efforts to move in quickly in one day would not be realized. Amazon is going to have to make several deliveries first.

The "twins" have been rockstars at finding lightweight furniture that all of the children can share. Each child was allowed to bring only two drawers full of clothes and 15 items to be hung up. You'd be amazed at how hard it was to pair down and how much they could shove into those two drawers. lol

Thankfully, we could make the beds and move a few clothing items. That almost didn't happen since I completely forgot to order new bedding.

A month ago, the original plan was to measure the beds after they were delivered, order new bedding, and then move in after the new bedding arrived.

Well, that didn't happen, lol. A whole month later, the Raptor was finally delivered, and as soon as we felt better, we jumped into move-in mode since, in our minds, we were already at least half a month late!

Bill and I have a California King bed because Bill is so tall, but the Raptor is an RV King, a bit smaller than a standard King. Somehow, and thankfully, our regular bedding fit just fine. It's one less thing to pack into storage. Woot!

Unfortunately, other items we planned to take on the Raptor are going into storage, and it's hard for me not to think about Toy Story as if they have feelings.

Today, we tried to focus on moving over toiletries for the bathrooms. We failed again. Amazon delivers on Thursday. I'm so glad we don't have to be somewhere in this thing; that would be a nightmare. So, for now, we will enjoy the time spent together shopping, planning, and trying to move in.

You'll know we are serious when the coffee station moves in. For now, we are straddling between two homes, which I am confident will be a completely stress-free event. 🫣