Ugh, have you ever changed a diaper that was so bad you just gave up and decided to give your kid a bath? It sure is a Monday morning, and probably too early for guacamole. What was I saying about my very glamorous life? One year ago today (Steph's & Joy's challenge on the SC blog):
One year ago today we were looking for a place to live. My grandfather had died over the Christmas holiday after spending the holiday week at the beach with us. The afternoon before he was to fly back to Florida with my Grandmother he had a heart attack. At my parents house. My parents were nervous wrecks, my Grandmother was stuck at my mom's, and the body was in transport to Pennsylvania. My whole family was going to the funeral.
However, I had gotten an email from our then-landlord. It informed us that the even though we had signed a lease for 3 years, the owner who had been in China for less than 6 months was coming home and wanted his house back asap. We looked all over town for a place to live, finally deciding to move into the house next door. I remember feeling so overwhelmed, having a 1 year old, moving for the 3rd time in less than a year. I felt like this house that we moved into, esp the kitchen needed so much work to make it clean.
But move we did. On the only day last year that it snowed. Dh and I moved everything ourselves except 8 pieces of furniture, which we had some guys come help dh. Dh was stressed, starting a new job, having to move, the prospect of being away from us for most of the next year under very stressful circumstances with the military. It was a very tough time. I had become convinced there would always be some crisis to keep me from getting back into scrapbooking.
Now: My one year old survived to be a two year old. He's a walking, talking, playing wonder. All the moves etc didn't seem to have any negative effects on him whatsoever. And he loves his new room in this house. The house is good, finally clean to my impossible standards. I've had to give away alot of stuff, the closets are much smaller than we were used to. But that has been good. We finally cleaned out the garage and dh can lift weights down there again. Now that he is home for a little while. He made it through last year and graduated from his school. For the first time in a while, we have no plans to move. Clearly I did find the time to not only start scrapping again, but I've almost maintained a blog for a year. (That's craziness.)