I’m always cautious to wish away time. All too often, we (myself included) get caught up in thinking about what comes NEXT instead of appreciating NOW.
However, I can honestly with all my heart say I’m ready for October to be OVER.
We’re currently in limbo between the old house and the new house. We’re staying in the new house; all of our furniture and the “necessities” (clothes, kitchen stuff, etc.) are there, but half of it is still in boxes and hard to find. Then there’s the old house whose contents need sorted into keep/sell/donate/toss designations. (I have too much stuff.) It’s all a GOOD thing, but it’s also stressful in the in-between, and unfortunately the result is that I haven’t had much brain-power left to devote to blogging (or freelance, or fun…)
In other news…
The drama of the new hot water tank continues.
The short version is this: We needed a hot water tank and decided to replace both it and the holding tank (we have well water) at the same time. A job that was supposed to take one day took three because with it being an old house with old plumbing, some things needed some creative retrofitting. Then the replacement hot water tank had a bad part that was causing the “hot” water to be only barely lukewarm. The plumber had to order a replacement part, and once installed he discovered the replacement part was ALSO defective. We’re now on the replacement-for-the-replacement part, and FINALLY things appear to be working properly. I hope.
Myles thinks wood floors are the beesknees.
Seriously. This kid cracks me up.
Watching his delight at being able to slip and slide all over the floor simultaneously gives me grey hairs AND takes me back to being a kid, loving to do the same exact thing. (And no doubt giving my mother grey hairs in the process as well.)
Living in the “country” is a change.
We’re really only a few miles off a main street with every store imaginable, but it feels like we’re a world away. I’m used to living in the city with lots more traffic and street lights. Nights at the new house are DARK and QUIET. Now that it’s too cold for crickets at night, it’s really REALLY quiet. It doesn’t give me the creeps, but it is an adjustment.
It’s also an adjustment to not have a Dollar General two blocks down the road whenever I need something randomly (ya know – milk, bread, toilet paper, cleaning supplies). The new house is close to lots of stores, but not walking-distance or late-night-on-a-whim distance. I actually have to plan my shopping trips a little more (or be willing to pay exorbitant prices at the closest convenience store – pfft). But that’s not really a bad thing either. Just different.
I’m running on fumes.
That’s probably the toughest part right now. I’m living off coffee (mmm… coffee…) and just trying to get by. I’m seriously considering hibernating the first two weeks of November to catch up.