I think I can safely assume that the reason no one responded to my interesting post is probably because I haven't written in a while. And because the blog is private, no one knows when it is updated.
I'll try not to assume that it was so uninteresting that people had nothing to say. Which may also be true.
So I guess, for now, I'm just writing for my own benefit. Bryan is out of town. Which means that the hours I usually spend with him are filled instead with blogging, Pinterest, Netflix, and cleaning. The kids are in bed, the laundry is done, the dishes are done, the apartment is picked up.
The apartment has been a challenge. I would liken it unto glorified camping. It is nice to have a functional, if not super small, kitchen. It is nice to have washer and dryer in the apartment. It is nice to have three bedrooms to spread out in. It is nice to have a swamp cooler, except that the cool air is confined to one space. It is nice to have a few channels even without cable; I've been learning a lot about decorating and cooking.
We get our daily exercise just walking out to our covered parking space. We live on the third floor, and it feels like a block to our van.
Isaac has been frustrated with the move. He keeps throwing his beloved blankie out of the crib, I believe so he can get attention following the ear-piercing distress screeching. Tonight, I tied it to the crib. And I'm ignoring the screams; I'm not going to lose three hours of sleep again tonight.
Well, if this gets too long, you won't read it. So goodnight.
4 comments:
I would have read it :) And yes, I didn't comment on the other one because I didn't see it until you wrote this one. I'm inconsistent about blog checking. We miss you guys. A lot. I think maybe it is common for a stay-at-home-mom to lose herself in her kids? I have. I can sympathize with apartment living (but you have your own washer and dryer so I am jealous). And apparently we just need to talk because this comment is getting ridiculously long.
PS...tying the blanket to the crib...genius.
We have been living in my parents basement for 6-months. I think I am on the verge of losing my mind. For some reason I have a feeling this move has not been exactly easy for you either. Hang in there! P.S. I am the ward primary chorister and would rather do almost anything else since I have no music ability AT. ALL.
I'm following your posts :) its not always easy to type with the little ones. but I am a faithful follower!!!
I read the last post, but like sharley, I don't always have time or hands to comment! I often feel the same way with my blog. I am so excited for you to get more room soon!
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