Happy St. Patrick's Day!
I will be celebratin' today by talking to an awesome friend, cleaning my house, and packing! The empty boxes are in the garage calling for me; Brandon's car is gone (he drove to Utah yesterday), which makes some room for the packed boxes once I get myself in gear.
It's not really the best way to spend the great Irish holiday in the Bay Area. On Saturday, while waiting at a BART station for my brother and SIL, I saw many people gettin' on the train with some funky hats and green beads. It was obvious that some pretty hefty celebrations were going on. Ah, to be a part of the partyin'. Okay, not really, because I was too tired for any kind of fun. And then I got tireder. Why? Well, here are some things that happened since I last spoke with you:
#1 had another baseball game on Saturday morning. Brandon went to watch; he stayed to umpire another game. When I brought him some food before the game he umpired, I saw him in all his gear. Holy cow, people! It took my breath away, what with all that hotness before me. Man alive, I wish I could have stayed to watch him do his thang (pardon me while I reminisce and drool a little...).
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Nephew is gone! Brother and SIL came home on Saturday and spent the rest of the day with us. They even offered to watch all the kiddies while Brandon and I did something together. Of course, we totally took advantage of that situation and headed out the door. What did we do? Why, thank you for asking! We went for a 6 mile hike at the base of Mt. Diablo. You would like to see pictures? Oh, I'd love to share them with you! But Brandon left with the downloader picture thingy. So, you'll have to wait until next week. Until then, just imagine this: green hills, blooming flowers, a rainstorm, quiet, waterfalls, very few people, spectacular views, Cheryl talking, Brandon listening (hey, we have a system that works!), sore legs, and three glorious hours without children. Ahhh....
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The primary children sang in Sacrament Meeting yesterday. #3's first time! I am the accompanist, so obviously, I was playing the piano during said event. #1 and #2 got #3 to come up to the podium with the rest of the 65 children, but instead of standing next to them to sing, he came to the piano to be with me. And continued to be with me. And then wander around the choir seats. And around the piano. Again, and Again. Luckily, I did not have to stop playing to stop him from doing something ludicrous; he was quiet and most people probably couldn't even see him. But it got me nervous! I was sad, too, because he didn't want to join in and sing.
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My children were nutso yesterday and the house is a mess. I hope I can get it cleaned today; nothin' deters packing like a cluttered house. Perhaps a purging day is in order...ooh! I love purging. When I have time. And a reason. Which I haven't for over a year. So, in that way, moving is a good thing, what with my wanting to purge, and all...
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MIL comes today. I'm excited for her help, because now that Nephew is gone and piano lessons are over, I can focus on getting the house packed up.
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Hope you guys had a great weekend! Did you do anything fun? Uneventful? Invent something new? Take a nap? Mmmmmm...napping....
11 comments:
We're in the same boat...my husband left yesterday too. He is gone until late Wednesday night. However, I don't have to pack up a house. I just need to keep kids fed, and clothed. And get one to school each day.
Good luck with the packing! and purging!
Oh, Cheryl! I lothe packing, I am so sorry for you. I hate to go on vacation because that means I will have to pack and unpack. We will be moving within the next 6 months, and I already have anxiety. Glad you got to go hiking and that you are feeling motivated about your tasks ahead. Best wishes in all!
Ah...I love alone time with my husband...too bad it comes way too infrequently...I'm so glad you had some time together before he left for UT. This weekend...no naps, we got back from our UT excursion, so I spent my weekend unpacking, washing the cars, getting my popcorn reminder finished (actually started and finished) for the primary kids on Sunday and planned for and "performed" said Sharing Time in Church. By the time 9:30 pm came around last night...I was sawing logs.
Good luck with the packing! Yeah for MILs who are willing to come and help pack!!!
Welcome back to Zion. Be sure to thoroughly wash off the Cali before you get to settled.
ahhhh, to go walking, unimpeeded for six miles with a compliant and willing husband...priceless. I envy your good weather. I guess you'll have to soak it up before you return to the still frozen moountains. I love purging because everything feels right and proportioned again...definately one of my favorite things about moving. Cleaning the empty house is my least favorite part.
Yay! I'm glad you made it through the week with your nephew and got some together time with Brandon. What a very great way to spend it, too! Rather than, say dinner & a movie, our personal rerun every date night...
I am absolutely obsessed with purging! I don't even have to be moving to do it. I love love love throwing things away! Hope you get the time to do it.
For us, the weekend was spent in SLC with the Rose side at Disney on Ice (includes: hotel swimming, eating at JB's, visiting Temple Square, & said DoI). Lots of fun!
Ooooh, purge away! It feels great--clean sweep, baby! Good luck with the packing!
I love purging! That's one good thing about moving every year or so. How fun that you went hiking with just Brandon. That sounds delightful! Good luck packing!
Happy St. Pat's! Packing, Ugh! I feel your pain, but I am glad you had a little eye candy to help you through until you meet again.
I feel your packing pain! But the purging is wonderful. Thank goodness for MIL's that come and help. Good luck!
Hey! You guys all rock. I love your comments; I hope you know how much they mean to me! All of you!
The Unmighty-
I hate to burst your bubble, but I adore California and hope to bring a lot of it back with me. :)
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