Thursday, October 3, 2013
If You Were in My Bedroom
Let's just chat for a minute, shall we?
If you were sitting in my bedroom right now (why would you be in my bedroom? Because that is where I am. I am lay-sitting in my bed. I just made up that word. So you would be in here so I could chat with you because you are my friend and I am too tired to go sit downstairs in the living room like a civilized adult. Plus, we're friends. So you can sit on the bed next to me and listen to me whine.) Ready?
Steam of consciousness:
Give me sanity away from children or give me death.
This move is really stressing me out. So much more than I thought it would. We've gotten a lot of neglected house projects done, which is awesome, but just all the cleaning and organizing while taking care of the kids is killing me. That's the hardest part, having all of this to do and still having the responsibility of the kids. Zoë is in that phase where she wants to be held at all times.
Thank goodness we are leaving 90% of our furniture.
I didn't sleep great last night. I started having a small panic attack. Plus, Vic made me watch the movie, "The Impossible". You know, the true story of a family during the 2004 Tsunami? I cried so hard. I wrote a heavy facebook post about how much suffering there is in the world. And there is. And it hurts. I miss Lucy.
I'm glad we are going to be saving a lot of money by moving but I will miss Park City and all of our friends here. I wonder if I will make friends in Salt Lake. Where is Peter going to go to preschool now? I don't even have time to figure that out right now.
I had 4 kids at my house this morning. It was crazy town. They are amazingly fast workers when it comes to destroying a home. I finally got Peter off to school, one boy was picked up, and Zoë and her little friend are both taking naps right now. Everyday, when 11:30 rolls around and the house is quiet, I start singing, "This is the Moment!" from the musical Jekyll and Hyde. Because it is truly the moment I have been waiting for since the second I woke up.
So that's why I have this moment to talk with you. Or to make you listen to me. I just had to get it all out. I better get back to work on cleaning and packing and organizing.
How are you?
--And then this is when I would ask if you wanted to see our photos from Bear Lake (Labor Day) because I love all of them. Rachael did a great job taking them. And that's when you'd say things like, "Oh, cute suit!" And I'd say, "Thanks, I got it at Old Navy for $9.47". And you'd say, "Oh, wow. Looks like a fun trip." And I'd say, "It was. I didn't get many photos of Vic, Wes, and Rachael--the friends we went with, but it was still super fun."
Who knows what we'd talk about next. Maybe the fact that it's snowing outside right now?
*In case you hadn't heard, we are moving into my parent's home in SLC (in West Jordan but right on the boarder of S. Jordan) while they go back to Russia for their second mission. We are renting out our home to some good friends for roughly 9 months.
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