Stuck in the middle

Now we are at the in between place where you physically don't have a home. Homeless but not. Every single item you own into a 20 foot diesel. Half of me wants to take everything out of that truck and put it back in our house that has been perfectly cleaned and prepared for someone new. The other half of me can't wait to stick my toes in the sand and hug every single person I have missed so much. Stuck in the middle of these feelings that really have no impact now. Our decisions have been made and for now we are Kansas city bound. Goodbye Nashville, it's not you it's me.