Tuesday, June 3, 2008

a place to live

Tomorrow the kids and I are off on a house hunting adventure. Today consists of loading the van with clean clothes, granola bars, and travel games that have too many small pieces in which one peg will be lost and no one will want to play it anymore. But it wouldn't be a road trip without me yelling at the mess in the car- usually at mile number 500 or so.
This officially starts our summer, we have alot to accomplish the next couple months. I am hoping to squeeze in a few weeks in Connecticut to relax around family. The older kids will fly out for about a month, and hopefully the little ones and I can join them for a chunk of that. This is the point of premoving that everything should fall into place but we have yet to sell this house and it is kind of clogging up any decision making. Needless to say I am anxious for this transition to be over. This move feels different than our previous ones--I guess because this time there are two kids in high school and the guilt I feel in uprooting them now is overpowering. That and the fact husband isn't here to whine to with every insecurity I have. That's what you all (or should I say y'all I am moving to Texas afterall) are for...
Which brings me to thank you for listening to me complain...reading blogs has brought such inspiration into my life. I promise to cheer up!


Dawn Gahan said...

Turn to us for all your venting. We blogging gals all have issues, but when it comes to others, we will gladly place our own issues aside and be a shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen. I will keep you and your family in my prayers; I know that the sale of the house would make things so much easier.

Love to you!

P.S. You might not have a place yet to live in Texas, but here in blogland, you are always home.

Dawn Gahan said...

And about your comment on bringing Harleigh's chest-of-drawers into the house by myself . . . of course I did! I used a luggage dolly, sweated a lot, knocked out a very small chunk of wall, all because I HAD to do it. One of these days I'm going to be moving some big object that is going to topple over on me and pin me to the ground, leaving me helpless until my daughter comes home to find me!