Moving, an odious task

imageI haven’t written a blog post in a loooooong time. Work has been insane, and we’ve decided to move. I really hate moving, and it turns out doing it with 8 month old twins sucks even more. The cats are having a blast, there are boxes everywhere, and spiders that rode in on the boxes. Totally through no fault of their own, the babies do not like to be ignored whilst insane packing goes on, making it a loud and admittedly chaotic process. I accidentally packed the underwear, and seriously how does one collect ten million random pieces of stuff that refuses to be categorized into anything?! (Hold on babies I’m coming back!!!!). We’re not “stuff” people either, and yet I’ll admit to finding a conveniently “pre-packed” box or two from the move last year. My husband is great at looking at a room and quickly conquering and dividing piles into snugly taped boxes, all while patiently calming his ever so slightly (ha) hysterical wife. (Ok five more seconds babies be right there) I’m good at things like clothes, sheets, towels, but the random stuff causes me to want to hide my head and scream silently into a pillow (BABIES MOMMYS COMING TO GET YOU I SWEAR). My sister who has been living with us has been bravely tackling the kitchen while I retreat overwhelmed to nurse the poor screeching babies (ah silence!). Thankfully, we make a good team.

We’ve decided to relocate to my parents house for a while, bless their sweet hearts. This is extremely exciting to me for many reasons, the most important one being I can work more normal hours, i.e., stop working 7 days a week and spend more time with my family/maybe see my husband once in a while. We joke that we’ve never actually just hung out since we met life has been so busy, but sadly there’s a good amount of truth to that statement.

On our (brief, two day!) honeymoon we sort of had to learn to make small talk. I had a moment of panic hoping we wouldn’t discover that neither of us found the other entertaining, thankfully that was a needless worry.

Americans, I truly believe we are the “busiest” culture, and I don’t think it’s a compliment. Being motivated and accomplishing goals is good, but so is just LIVING life sometimes.

So, for the next year, we are going to try this living thing before my husband matriculates for med school. I think we have some learning to do, it’s probably even going to stress us out at first, but good things are worth the process.

And, we’ll be a lively house of six cats, one dog, six adults, two 8 month old twins and a big tank of fish. Follow along with me as I guarantee this will be, at the very least, highly entertaining.

That is, if we survive the move. Stand by!

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