At some point in the next week or so (fingers crossed) the big truck full of our stuff will roll up and we'll be up to our eyeballs in unpacking. Christmas this year is going to be haphazard; most of our worldly possessions are somewhere in NJ, so we're cobbling together bits from here and there to make the kids' first Christmas in their VA home a somewhat approximation of normal if possible. Friends have lent various and sundry pieces of furniture; we've purchased a few items that we were going to need; and a few extras like a second Christmas tree (so they can open presents under it).
Yesterday we went over to the house to perform the "walk-through" to make sure it hadn't exploded in the interim between the home inspection and the closing. As we checked the various and sundry appliances (Gas range! Gas fireplace! Yay!), the kids ran up and down the stairs, checking out the finished basement (where TheBoy is already planning his "mancave", arguing over which bedroom they were going to have (but finally agreeing, miracle of miracles, and generally acting like kids.
It helped that on the drive to the house, TheBoy saw three or four boys his age playing basketball. That will help ease the transition, I think. BabyGirl G. is still a little sad for the friends she left behind and apprehensive about the prospect of making new friends, but I think overall the process will be easier than she realizes. In our old town there was very little "turnover" - there are a lot of townies there that, like me until very recently, grew up in the town and then stayed. Here in Northern VA, though, folks get re-assigned or move on pretty regularly.
Thus begins our new adventure.
That is all.