This is really happening people!!!  Sorry, I had to get that off of my chest.  We are officially moving to Paris on December 28th.  I have tickets in hand (actually e-tickets sitting in my inbox). 

We also found some tenants to lease our home for the first year we are away.  Pretty exciting stuff.  We didn't have many people "walk through" our house (which I secretly liked).  Dan and I had decided that we were going to take our house off the market at the end of the week because we were getting down to the wire and I thought it was just too much to juggle.  We felt pretty good about this decision but I had some worries about leaving our beautiful house empty for a year.  She would be so lonely; what if she cried at night (through our ceiling) and no one was here to see it and help her (or call the plumber).  You know, things like that.

I met the couple and their one child and I thought they were lovely.  Can I say that I love it that there is only one child.  We had one lady look at our house and she had five children.  Ugh.  I just couldn't swallow that pill.  "Our poor house" is all I thought.  

Anyway, we have scheduled movers and we fly out on December 28th and they come in on December 29th and pack, move and store our "stuff".  We have a dear friend who will be at the house when we leave and will oversee the movers.  I love it that the kids will walk out the front door, looking back at their house (that they LOVE) looking pretty.  It will feel (to them) like we are going on an extended vacation.  We will hop into a taxi and head to the airport like they have done many times before.