Monday, September 2, 2013

The Freakin Weekend

Ugh, in honor of tomorrow's National Go Back To Work Day, I'm trying to cram my last ounce of fun into the weekend, which is catching up with all of you precious people.

This weekend was so wonderful.

Graham and I went home to visit my parents for the weekend and catch up with them before they leave me move to Tennessee. Our house has been on the market for a little over a month now and they're hoping to move ASAP. This has been the most bittersweet era of my life. It's just a time for so many transitions and for someone who doesn't particularly like change, this has been hard. Graduating, getting a big girl job, and having my parents move away from me kinda sucks. I'm excited about this new chapter in my life, but at the same time, I'd give anything to relive my childhood again.


Putting our house up for sale has been super emotional. The house that I grew up in and created so many memories in is about to be someone else's. And that hurts. They'll never know the years of memories and life and laughter that happened in that house. They'll go in the garage and see my height chart on the door frame and never know who it belonged to. They might even paint over it to put their own kid's heights up there. They'll see my initials carved into the patio concrete and won't ever know the memory that follows the day we did that. They may use my bedroom as an office. Or the office as a nursery. Who knows. All I know is that it won't be ours anymore. I'm not going to have a place I really call home anymore. I mean, I'll have my parents new house, but it won't be the same. It won't be the place I spent most of my life in. It won't be the place I played Barbie's in. It won't be the place I got drunk for the first time at. It won't be the place my parents lectured me for hours about my grades. It won't be the house that raised me to become the person I am today.

Life is funny in the way that it's constantly changing. Big changes and small changes alike. Little changes that happen so subtly, but then a year later you look back and realize things are totally different. The same idiotic drunk teenager isn't the same as the little girl playing Barbie's. How did that happen? And how did I not notice? And then these big changes, like selling my house,  that happen so suddenly that they knock you to the ground.

I have to remind myself that life doesn't stop. As much as I want to hold on to certain periods of my life, I just can't. And someday soon, I'll have my own house that I will call home. It will be a place I build memories for years to come. The place my own family will call home. My idea of home will change. And that is bittersweet. I'm excited for my parents and their newest journey in life, but I can't help but feel a little sad about the whole ordeal. Plus what really sucks is that my parents will be 12 hours away. So I can't just come visit on the weekends. I think that's what's getting me the most. So I was beyond happy to soak up my last few weekends I can with them.

Like I said, it's a weird thing.

Anywho, I don't want to depress this whole post--it totally wasn't the intention, but the words just started flowing (as did tears, oops).

On to the weekend.

G and I got there Friday night and had wine and dinner and stayed up chatting with my parents. It was great. Saturday, we slept in and ran some errands and got lunch. Graham and I saw a movie while my parents ran around and did some errands for the house (they're building the new house without a contractor.... Lord help them). Then that night we went to Ruth's Chris to celebrate my stepdad's birthday. Soooo so good. I'll never grow tired of that restaurant.

After dinner, we tried to catch the UT vs. New Mexico State game, but unfortunately realized it was only playing on the Longhorn Network that no one in the area has. Ugh. Luckily, we had the iPad with us so the boys watched it in the bar as mom and I happily sipped chocolate martinis.


Love those men. They're so much alike too. People always say you generally seek out partners that remind you of your parents, and boy that hit the nail on the head. They both have essentially the same profession, are both very intelligent, super handy, and fiesty when they want to be. They're great with people and great to me, and that's all I can really ask for, huh?

Anywho, after too many cocktails at dinner and post-dinner, we sang our hearts out to Texas Fight on the car ride home. Then Graham and I spent an hour two stepping in my drive way. Classssic.

Then apparently, I got hit by an 18 wheeler. Or at least that's what I felt like the next day. Not one of my finer moments.

Today we just took it easy, worked out, ran some errands, cuddled the pup, and watched Indiana Jones because I have never seen it.

All in all, a perfect weekend. I love these people with my whole heart. They make my life so full.


Sami's Shenanigans

13 comments:

  1. Oh, my boyfriend's parents put the house up for sale that he grew up in a few summers ago. And it was SO emotional for him. It made me feel bad, I can't imagine losing your childhood home. I'm sorry, friend :(

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  2. My mom sold my childhood home in the spring of 2012. It was so hard to watch it go. So many memories...so much contained within those four walls. But, I had to remember that the people that created those memories, would create more and that the walls didn't preclude the old times to always be with us. It's silly -- but watching your childhood home slip away is like the last step into full adulthood. It means you can truly never go home again.

    -Kate
    www.theflorkens.com

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  3. so sad to see your childhood home for sale :(

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