We moved into our new house over the weekend. It was a longer and slower process than
expected. I always seem to have this
vision of things going perfectly and smoothly.
The movers were great, but there were more boxes than anticipated and
they had to disassemble our bed, the crib, and a day bed, which resulted in
taking a lot more time than originally planned.
And that resulted in a higher cost than planned. BUT it all worked out in the end. And I LOVE our new house. Love it.
I’m excited for our Christmases and family time and watching our
children grow. But before all that,
there are about a million boxes to unpack, painting to be completed, and lots
of decorating. Whew. I’m exhausted just thinking about it. And it’s been a little frustrating to want to
charge your phone, but have no idea what box your cord is in or want your
favorite necklace, but have no idea where that wound up. I’m such a creature of habit. I know it will all come together eventually.
And W is NOT a fan of unpacking. I try to do a little each day when I’m not at
work, but W wants my full attention. I
was working on something in his room yesterday and in a short time, he sent his
xylophone flying down our beautiful hard wood stair case (cringe), dumped out a
box of letters, and ripped pages in his book.
While in the kitchen, he dumped out an entire jar of spices, pulled
things out of the garbage, and tripped and hit his head (3 times – hard wood
floors are pretty, but not toddler friendly).
Also, he can open all the doors in the house since we have handles now
and not knobs. No bueno. So unpacking with a toddler = mission
impossible. And I should add, he’s
FAST. It’s not like I’m leaving him
unsupervised for long periods of time (or ever).
Finally, I need to mention our families. They helped us tremendously. Packing and unpacking, cleaning, and bringing
dinner. I don’t know what we’d do
without them. And our friends stopped by
with dinner last night too. Much
appreciated when you are still in need of a grill and have little space for
preparing a meal seeing as the kitchen is covered in boxes.
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