The things we will miss

We spent today visiting friends. They live a bit further out than us on some acreage. I always love going up to their place, its like going on holiday for a day. We get all rugged up and send the kids outside to ride the motorbikes and play in the paddocks then when we get too cold we head inside to warm up by the fire. For them its normal life, but for us its like going away for a weekend mini break (even just for 5 hours). I absolutely love it up there, the space, the fresh crisp air and the silence, except of course when we are on the bikes then its just bloody noisy. But that's the beauty of living in the country, its you making the noise, not being stuck side by side with total strangers putting up with their noisy bullshit. Every time we come home from visiting them I always say "that's what I want, to live away from all the huss and bussel and just get some peace".
But today it was different, maybe because I know that in 4 weeks we will be living somewhere that is so unbelievably noisy, crazy and busy and I have to tell myself not to get all phsyco about it. And also because I know that when we return from living OS we should have enough money aside that I can finally buy my dream property and settle into my own little piece of the world.
I am starting to get very excited about our impending trip. I still haven't packed nearly enough and have a list 3 miles long, but its not really worrying me as I know that when it comes crunch time I should be organised enough that it all falls into place.
Hubby and monster boy really enjoyed riding the bikes today. Hubby clearly misses riding, he used to go out at least once a month, then he got hit with a bad flu and missed a season, then this job came up so we decided to sell his bike. He will definitely get another one when we get back from OS. Monster boy loves it, he even used the throttle and steered by himself today and he isn't even 3 yet. He cried whenever we tried to get him off the bike, he just loves it so much. He looks so little sitting up there and even princess had a ride with me on the little 4 wheeler. She knew hold to on tight and everything, she loved it. I think I have a little tomboy on my hands.
It was nice to get out and do something that didn't involved planning or packing or arguing about planning and packing. Now we are home, the kids are tired and hungry and all my little post it notes start reminding me of all the work I still have to do. Ah well it was nice while it lasted.