The More Gray the Merrier….and other random thoughts.

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I have strands of gray in my hair. It happens with old age. I consider myself old these days. I haven’t been blogging lately because I’m too busy getting gray hair from all the stress!

Last Saturday we cleaned the kitchen in our new house (just our kitchen) for five hours. FIVE HOURS! Oh, if I had all the money in the world I would have just hired someone to build us a house and then another person to handle all the stress while I just shop for decor and pick paint colors! So back to last Saturday, when my gray really started to kick in…I finally sent my husband to get us some food realizing it was three o’clock in the afternoon and I hadn’t eaten all day. I luckily found two tiny bags of Skittles in my purse which I dumped into my mouth immediately. I was experiencing a Clorox bleach and sugar high all at once, it wasn’t pretty. I continued to find more things ‘wrong’ with our new home that I wasn’t too happy about, which caused for a phone call telling my husband to stop and get alcohol before he came back. Alcohol and Chipotle…my Saturday.

The days all mesh together now. I was sick, Emma was really sick, I was sick over her being sick….lots of sickness. Then there’s the new house…the cleaning, the paint that isn’t getting done so we are stuck because we can’t move in until the paint is done and we can’t get new carpet until the paint is done and dry and we can’t get the other carpets cleaned until the paint is done. It’s all about the paint being done….THAT ISN’T DONE!

I can’t remember the last time I had a good night’s sleep. I toss and turn with the lists in my head for the new home, the move from the old home to the new home, regular ‘mom’ things and trying to just function like a normal human being despite being one hundred percent sure I’m a zombie these days…or a robot who only wants to eat carbs.

Carbs are like my gray hair, the more the merrier. I love carbs. They are so bad for you and my best friend when I am stressed. I’ve eaten so many carbs lately I’m starting to look like a potato, lumps and all. Which reminds me…working out! HA! I haven’t done that since I injured my back three weeks ago which isn’t healing because I carry an 18-pound baby around (add another 25 pounds for the car seat!). I desperately need to work out, it’s the only thing that gives me energy…maybe I’ll just start drinking Red Bull…or coffee?

I just got an email to all employees at work about a large tape dispenser missing…is this Office Space? Where’s my stapler?

If I get through this week without killing someone or becoming an alcoholic I think I will be in good shape. Wish me luck!

How NOT to Pack

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This has probably been one of the most stressful times in my life. While I am incredibly blessed and grateful that we were able to purchase a new home, I am completely overwhelmed and slightly panicked about the amount of work we have to do.

We move two weeks from today. While that seems like plenty of time it is NOT! We have half a room packed. Yep, Half. A. Room. Granted, our current home is quite small, we have done a good job of accumulating a lot of things over the past three years, especially with a new baby. So on top of working, parenting, family parties and all the other weekend commitments we have, there is packing…or should I say, not packing.

For someone as organized as myself, you would think I’d have it all done already, or at least some master spreadsheet of how it will be done. NOPE! I’ve got nothing…nada…zilch. We are planning to go room by room but there just never seems to be any time. After a long day with Emma yesterday and once she was in bed, I had to finish laundry, prep her diaper bag and food for today, shower and by then, I was completely exhausted. It’s definitely not easy to pack with a baby.

With stress flowing through every ounce of my body, I have done the complete opposite of what I should be doing (packing) and instead, I’m unpacking. For the past week I’ve been working on decor projects. My husband wants to kill me. I think his exact quote was, “You’re making f-ing centerpieces for a dining room table we don’t even have and a house we’re not even moved into.” I couldn’t stop laughing, mostly because it’s completely true. Why am I making projects you might ask? Well, despite my stress and panic, I am also super excited. I can’t wait to get into our new home and decorate. And since we already spent a lot of money on the house itself, what better way to save then DIY projects? Yes, horrible timing, I know, but they’re really fun for me and take my mind off the piles of things I need to pack! I also may have unpacked our never used quesadilla maker to make quesadillas last night for dinner. Yes, I am now sure my husband wants to kill me!

So while I continue to NOT pack, create DIY projects and open things I need to clearly leave packed until we move, I realize now is the time to get it together. Now is the time to prioritize, suck it up and just pack! It’s like a band aid, you can’t slowly pull at it, you need to just rip it off! It’s time to get packing…and I hope to find the motivation to stay in that mind set. Hey, it’s better late than never, right? 😉

We Bought A Zoo!

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Well, it’s official…WE BOUGHT A ZOO! Just kidding, but ever since that movie I envisioned myself saying the phrase when we eventually did buy a home. Ironically, I looked at the home first without my husband (something with work came up and I had to go solo) and texted him ‘We bought a zoo!’ because I fell in love with it. We went to see the house together the next day, put an offer in and we got it! This is our new home (pictured above). For the first time, my husband and I are homeowners together. I stress the together because I moved into his home when we got married and even though I added my own personal touches to it, I never really felt like I could call it mine. It feels great to be able to say that now!

While this is an exciting time for us, I also feel like it is one of the most stressful. The mortgage process alone was enough to make you go completely crazy. I felt like our bank accounts were being monitored by the FBI! “Everything needs documentation” is all I kept hearing. It went so far as having to explain check deposits from family that were Christmas gifts! On top of our own pressures at work, we are juggling parenting, packing, figuring out our finances, trying to get quotes for renovations at a home we don’t even have keys to yet, picking out furniture, paint colors, decor and all the things needed for our new home as well as the challenges of everyday life! I know these are all things people go through. This is the change that forces us to adjust. It forces you to either come together as a couple and make decisions or cause endless amounts of arguing. We have mostly come together but at times we have come apart…

Life can be stressful, especially when you throw a million other things into the mix. But what’s great about life is the adventure. Every day is a new day and you decide how you want it to go. Sure, there are things that impact your day which are out of your control, but some that are not. I have little patience when driving and get quickly irritated by other drivers but then I think about the precious life in my backseat. Is it worth her safety? Never. Is it worth me getting worked up about? Absolutely not. No one but you should determine the mood of your day. You make the decision to be angry and frustrating or patient and compassionate. It’s easy to get angry, say hurtful words and become frustrated. It’s much harder to stay calm, choose your words carefully and become more understanding. At least, it is for me…

So while my husband and I might not agree on all the decor in the house, we bought this house together and just like in marriage, there will be a lot of compromising! We are blessed to be moving into an amazing home that we’ll raise our growing family in. If there’s one thing I learned through the whole process it’s not to sweat the small stuff. In the grand scheme of things, being happy isn’t about the perfect paint color or that amazing couch from Restoration Hardware, it’s about being thankful for what you have. Life is a blessing, try not to let the stressful moments of it take away from that. And if you haven’t seen ‘We Bought A Zoo’, I suggest you watch it, super cute movie!