Boxes for me. Millions of boxes. Boxes for free. No, not really. They aren't 'for free'. They're for me. For me to unpack, sort through and toss. I am struggling through the slog of apathy and overwhelming urges to crawl under a rock and wait for it all to go away. Hmmm, can we say 'avoidance' anyone??
Here it is, the 12th of October, 6 months after we said goodbye to Cairo, and I am still stumbling over boxes. I have seen friends move after me that are more settled than I am. I should know, I stayed with one of them this summer, in their new house. I'm here, in my new house, with my husband coming home in 3 days without any room to park our car in the garage.
But really, don't worry. I just had to introduce this preface because it's how I'm feeling. I know that I will get this done. With Spencer home, we'll probably rocket through piles of boxes a day. Those things tend to happen with 2 adults around. I'm also feeling a bit guilty about not posting very often. I just don't feel like I have anything worthwhile to say nor do I have the time to compose my thoughts into anything that closely resembles structure.
We'll cover the last week in bullets: (or dashes, seeing as how I just realized that I don't have any bullets.)
-- Monday, Oct. 5th --
I drove my mom to Montana to my pregnant sister's house. We had a wonderful time together.
-- Wednesday, Oct. 7th --
I drove back to Rexburg. And jumped back into everything.
-- Thursday, Oct. 8th --
Taylor Brooke Andersen was born!!
-- Friday, Oct. 9th --
Chased my tail; ran errands that were long overdue and bought a piano.
-- Saturday, Oct. 10th --
Had all 4 kids home, as I usually do on Saturdays. So you can bet that nothing much of merit go accomplished. I went to my friend's yearly Harvest Dinner; a gourmet feast where I felt like an adult for a few hours.
-- Sunday, Oct. 11th --
Went to church, had a couple over for dinner and games. Children decided to smoke a special brand of crack and act even more insane than they really are, trying to prove the point that I really don't have any control.
And that brings us to today. Today. 2-day. to-Day!! Yeah, let's see what happens.
4 comments:
I'm exhausted just thinking about that week! I loathe unpacking almost as much as i hate packing. On teh plus side, it does make for a fun 2nd christmas as you find items you forgot you owned. :P
I'd just like to point out that while you left Cairo six months ago, you didn't get your stuff until 2 months ago. Don't be so hard on yourself! Also, don't come look in my garage. Unless you want to feel better. Then by all means, come and behold what a slacker I am :)
Love ya, baby!
So, are you ready?
Why is it when the kids get into that special crack, there is never any left for mom????
I'm hoping to be in the box tidal wave dilemma soon. I wish we could have stayed in the states long enough to go through our long term storage, but that was not to be... now, I just want our stuff that we haven't seen since MAY!
Oh, and welcome to the world Taylor!
can I get some of that special brand of crack?
hee hee hee!
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