I can’t remember the last time this much time has gone by since I’ve written.
First this post was titled–
“Where have I been?”
Then it was titled–
“I am still there.”
Finally I thought I would publish with–
“I miss you.”
And now I might actually hit enter and just start fresh with–
I know it hasn’t been 44 years though.
We were knee deep in boxes and patching holes in walls and repainting and preparing for a surprise move this summer.
And there’s been stuff like camping-card-games.
And blueberry picking.
And long road trips to Idaho with theme park destinations.
And 4th of July parades.
And time with move-away-friends-so-missed.
And circular utility changes…where you can’t change your paypal until you change your credit card address, but you can’t change that until your husband is home to verbally verify the password he doesn’t know, which you can’t access because your phone number no longer matches the phone number they have on file.
And there were some kids gone to grandparents.
And I forgot what it was like to not run the dishwasher daily or have 4 loads of laundry piled up…
And it was a pre-moving-week gift.
But I need to be honest.
This was the first year I let them go for a few days with grandparents and didn’t cry on the way home.
In fact, I stopped at a rest stop and…
Because they had BIG FUN and we had some much needed time-together-sans-kiddos!
And now we’re finally into our new
house … home.
Where we took our first after dinner walk and saw a bat, bunny, buck and skunk.
A whole post is needed to say thank you to all those who:
moved boxes, lysol-wiped bathrooms, brought food, broke down recycling, watched kiddos, and ferried loads to the dump.
I also can’t wait to share all of the unusual things I found after packing up cupboards and under-the-bed-boxes that haven’t been sorted through in ten years.
But– that will all have to wait for later.
Because we’re home and we’re thankful and I know where the oatmeal and bowls are, so there’s no excuse for another episode of Dora and passing out a juice-box-cheese-stick-granola-bar-breakfast.
Time to return to real life and routines.
Getting ready for school (not like it’s last minute or anything).
Finishing up Bible studies– for me and for the kiddos.
Prepping for the crazy race that I let Jason talk me into running next weekend.
Who signs themselves up for something like The Warrior Dash?
And getting the chickens moved over to the new house.
It was an incredible, wonderful, amazing summer…
But it feels good to be back and settling into our normal.
How do you transport 4 chickens in a minivan anyway?