Wait, we're moving?

We are just 5 days away from moving day and moving into our first home. We will officially be home owners. I should be excited, right? Think again.
Typically, I have things packed and ready at least a week before any move or vacation. I'm all about making lists, setting a timeline and getting it done. Not this time, ladies and gentlemen.
In fact, I'm avoiding it like the plague.

Do I want the space that our home will offer?
Am I dying for a yard for my doggies?
Do I have dreams of amazing family memories on our new fab deck?

Yes, of course.

But am I excited for all the things that come with home ownership?

The extra expense of plumbers.
The stress of a mortgage.
My desperate need to make my house pinterest appropriate.

No way, Jose!

We looked for like 3 years in CA for a home. And we feel so incredibly blessed that the move to CO has provided our family the opportunity to buy a home in a safe neighborhood, with enough room, and amazing schools near by. But, as someone that is anxiety prone, I'm heading into a stress tailspin that will certainly last until I get my first glass of skinnygirl into my body while sitting on my deck. (ok, let's be real, until I get the whole bottle in me) 

So instead of packing this weekend we...

We had a dance party...

Hung out with adorable dogs available for adoption, like this one, Hank.

Had cuddle time while watching Disney movies (on repeat)

Oh yeah, and packed a few boxes... while just making more of a mess than we had before.