Thursday, July 28, 2011
We Are Here… But Far From Settled
Howdy! Apologies for the long absence… this move has been a lengthy one. Here’s how it’s gone down so far:
June 12 – movers arrived for our pack up.
June 13 – the boys and I got in the car (which I literally packed up like a huge suitcase) and drove 5 hours to my parents’ house. We stayed with them until July 6th. Yup, that’s almost a month with my parents. Yes, I spent 18 years with them one time, but that was a long time ago. This was both wonderful and difficult. Any time you put adults together in tight quarters, there will be personality conflicts and differences. Add in a dose of the usual family tension over all the same issues you’ve disagreed about since you were 10. Now add two rambunctious toddlers. Yeah. It was a long month, but it was really great to get to spend so much time with my parents, especially since we are now on the opposite coast.
July 6-12 – Lunchbox, Turbo and I bid my parents farewell and drove another 4 hours to visit the Major’s mom. We had a great visit there and since she has a slightly bigger house than my folks, I got my own room and en suite bathroom! It felt like a hotel…
July 12 – In the car again, this time for 8 hours in the opposite direction to visit with the Major’s aunt and uncle, who are VERY kid friendly. (They have a playhouse built into their backyard and more toys than I have at my house!) The boys always have a great time there, and they are always wonderfully generous with us (as are the Major’s mom and my parents, too.) Another great visit.
July 15 – We dropped our car off to be shipped and took up residence in a hotel near the airport.
July 16 – We flew across the country and met the Major on the other side. A nice 13 hour day… fun stuff. We drove “home” to… the Navy Lodge, where we lived until this past Monday, when we moved into our new, empty house.
Now we are sleeping on the floor, cooking on camping pots and pans and generally squatting in our new house (which I LOVE — the house, I mean, not the camping part). And maybe, one day soon, we might get our stuff. And maybe our other car (though it is quite fun driving the Major to work and picking him up every day). The boys start school next week and boy am I — I mean boy are THEY — ready. I start work the week after that. Maybe some of my work clothes will come first.
Regardless, I have a computer again and a place to call “home,” so I should be around a bit more often. Thanks for waiting and hanging in there with me. I can’t wait for life to feel “normal” once again!