Long, Long week and moving

So here I am at the end of one of the longest weeks that I have ever had. I guess the week started back last Friday when we started moving our stuff. Really??!? Do we have that much stuff? Yes we do. Between all of the stuff that Marc and I moved into our house when we moved in (each at separate times) and the stuff we have accumulated since the boys were born, we have a crap ton of stuff. Now people might think that they have alot of stuff, but they have no idea until they have to move it all. I think that we could do with much less than we have, so when I get a chance, we will go through everything and get rid of things we don't need/want anymore. We should have done this a long time ago. It's hard to get anything done with kids around and a husband who doesn't seem to see things that need to be done without you yelling/nagging him that it needs to be done, so when moving, it tends to be, "hey lets get rid of the junk that we don't want anymore."
It is hard thinking about moving. Leaving a place that you have called home for the past 3 1/2 yrs. The place you brought your children home to. The place you decorated for the child you were expecting. The place where you came home to after your honeymoon. The kitchen where you made your children their first solid foods. To some people those things might be silly. They might think you are being too sentimental when you get upset because you have to leave that house and move into a different one. I know that I will make new memories. I will have a place where I will say the twins took their first steps. Where they learned to ride a bike. Where they moved into their toddler beds.
The material things aren't that important. Marc and I fought about what we were going to get rid of and what we were going to keep. There were things that we didn't remember that we had. To him, if we hadn't used it in a while, he wanted to get rid of it. There are things that I wanted to keep because they meant something to me. He didn't see the importance. He wasn't trying to see things from my point of view. He just wanted to make moving easier.
I don't think many things would make moving easier. Especially if you are moving from your own house into your mother and father in laws house and putting most of your stuff into storage. I have to realize that God is doing this for a reason. I don't know that reason yet, but I do know that it is for me to learn from. I will just pray that I have the patience to wait for God to show me what it is. And also the patience to not kill my husband in the process......