Crumbs in the Bed

Me moved.

IMG_5154

Yep, it was supposed to be today. Per the sellers request for extended time to move out, we should have been spending our first night in our new home tonight. But we got to move in early. It was supposed to be Tuesday, per my request- after the carpets where stretched and cleaned Monday, then allowed time to dry completely. We would also have had time to paint both bedrooms, clean the entire new house before anything came in, as well as do all that packing I hadn't done in the old house. You know, just simple logical, OCD mamma, organized planner kind of stuff. But nope.

Sunday, we left for the valley that morning, knowing the women had pulled away from the house for good the day before. We had already started the fence {entirely another post, lol} and painted Jamin's room. We planned to take naps at Nanna's around the corner and let the boys start painting rooms while we waited another day or so to hear about where the new fence was allowed to go.

IMG_5150

Sunday afternoon, we ate at the local Mexican restaurant with tons of friends and I left there to show our new home to an out-of-town friends. Matt went to put the kids down and when he showed up to the new house all gitty, he decided we were moving that night....

No matter how I tried to joke about the stress that would come from this rash decision, I left the new house, heading to our borrowed house with friends to pack. Don't get me wrong. I like the idea of being able to Finally stay in the home we'd been searching for over a year. I liked the idea of sleeping in the home we just bought. I liked that we would be there the next day to work on cleaning, painting, building, etc. So why was I stressed?

IMG_5148

I don't do well making quick decisions. I'm a planner. I had to go to the house and figure out what I needed to camp out as a prego, with 3 little bitty kids, a hubby who would have multiple helpers over, and for an undisclosed amount of time before we would go back to the house before the BIG Saturday move. Oh, then I had to give direction to friends who were helping me pack. My brain was mush. My body was mush.

In about 2.5 hours, my friends packed everything left in my house. I packed 1 giant bag of essential {minus the adult toothpaste & Matt's contact holder}. We loaded 3 vehicles and a truck with boxes, bags, bedding, and mattresses. It Was Nuts.

IMG_5162

After unloading all this stuff at the new house I went with our summer intern to get Chinese food in town. Yep. Then I went to bed...on the mattress on the floor. We woke to a hearty breakfast of cereal & water. I forgot the fridge stuff too...

The past few days have been spent few days running back to the house for things we forgot, randomness from the store(s), painting, cleaning, unpacking, organizing, playing, and just enjoying our awesome new home. I'm wooped. I missed 2 post deadlines. I'm behind on my VA stuff. And I skipped valley groups with my sad, sleepy little boy and our awesome artist who was working on J's room. {More on that later, too}  So, tonight...I'm eating chips in my bed typing this, waitng for my hubs to return. I'm thinking I should have sat on his side of bed to eat these crubling chips. LOL Oh well, night night. Even with crumbs in the bed. At least its off the floor now. 😉

 
NOTE: I wouldn't change all this stress and tiredness for being unsubmissive and brazenly mouthy. Although I did explain all these stresses to the hubs after my lil poutifest, I completely trust his decisions for our family!
Share Button
Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...

Post to Twitter

Speak Your Mind

*

CommentLuv badge

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.