Always Crazy, Always Fun, Always Love

Ray Romano once compared life with twins to living in a frat house. As he put it, "no one sleeps, there is a lot of noise and a lot of throwing up." I find this very true with 4 young children, including twins. However, though things are always crazy, we always try to have fun and, most certainly, always love each other.

Friday, June 15, 2012

What a Crazy, Busy, Emotionally Charged Day!

We knew going into the day that it would be crazy and exhausting with lots of emotions.  And it was!

We got up early and left to drop Jacob off at day camp- the last day finally.  From there, we drove to pick up an item we bought from Craigslist and then went to a beautiful-but very hard- funeral.  Our Stake President's wife passed away last weekend, very suddenly and tragically.  To explain what I mean by who she is:  a branch of our church is called a "ward."  A group of 8-10 wards is called a "Stake" and covers a large geographic area. The president of the Stake is in charge of watching over the whole area.  So, this is a very well-known family here.  We knew them personally from when we were in the same ward they are in about 12 years ago and got to know them from that.  Being that her husband is now the stake president, we have been able to keep up with them.  She died in a car accident and this whole stake is in shock and her family is completely devastated.  She has 5 children ranging from teens to twenties.  Her funeral was beautiful-with so many people there and not a dry eye in the room.  They said such beautiful things about her.  What stood out to me was her devotion to her family and continuous quiet service (which I know her well enough to know that is absolutely true).  Things of the world didn't matter to her- she loved her family and that was her work- she was devoted to raising them, being there for them and serving God.  As I sat there and listened, it occurred to me that those are the things I want said about me when I go. She is my inspiration.  I feel that the work we do for God and for our families is way more important than any grand career or other pursuits.  Not that those things are bad at all, because they are not, it was just a good reminder that we have such a short time on Earth and we really have to consider what matters most to us and how we want to be remembered.  Like her, I want to be remembered for my devotion to my family and God.  To me, that would be a successful life.    It was so sad to say good-bye to her and to see her heartbroken family.  Her time came way to soon.  But, I also know that she will see her family again and be with them forever.  While we cry here, the heavens rejoice at the angel that returned home to them.

After the funeral, (we actually had to leave a little early because it ran over), we took the kids to my friends house for the afternoon while Aaron and I went to close on the new house!  It is officially ours and we get the keys this weekend!  Everything went so smooth with closing and it is all settled!  It was nice to finally meet the sellers face to face.  The woman was very emotional- this house has been in her family for 40-some years and she teared up several times.  She had said she would not sell to just anyone and I now know from what she said that in the negotiations, it really helped that she recognized our family name and knew Aaron's uncle.  Things wouldn't have gone so well for us otherwise.  She made me promise to take care of her house and their neighbors.  I promised we would absolutely do our best. I also told her what a blessing this house is to us and why- as a way to comfort her that the right family will be in their home.  Talking to her about why they decided to put the house on the market when they did confirms that everything just lined up perfectly for us to get this house when we did.  It was a true blessing for us both.  So, now the crazy week of moving begins! Wow!!

So, after we left there, we came home so Aaron could get his car so he could go on to his doctors appointment and I could get the kids.  I picked them up, then we drove back to get Jacob from day camp.  I came home and fed them a quick dinner (and admittedly dozed on the couch for 15 min while they ate) and then we were out the door again!  The young women at the church hosted a "parents night out" so I dropped the kids off there and met up with Aaron for dinner to celebrate the day!  We logged 130 miles on the car (and the furthest distance to any one location was only 20 miles, which tells how much back and forth we really did!!!) We are home now for the night and truly exhausted but happy, excited and nervous about our new venture. 

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Time....

Well, packing is in full swing, leaving little time for blogging- and for once I have so much to write about!  For example, Jacob's health update I have been promising (nothing big, just something I want to record) as well as documenting my long awaited FABULOUS trip to Nebraska a couple weekends ago.  Hopefully those will come soon. But, with our big move only 1 1/2 weeks away (June 23rd), things are a bit hectic.

The thought I find most on my mind right now is the contradiction of relative time that is going on within me.  Time seems to both drag and race all at the same time.  Is that even possible?!  On one hand, I find myself thinking, "Ugh....it's ONLY Wednesday?  This weeks is DRAGGING"  But then I look around my house and see how far BEHIND I am in packing, I start to panic and think "Ack!  1 1/2 weeks is coming too fast!"    I think that time seems to drag because I am excited about the move, not enjoying packing, and anxious.  But then it seems to fly because....well... the 23rd is pretty darn close and there is so much to do!  I feel overwhelmed by what needs to be done!  Several friends have offered help, yet I haven't taken them up on it because, despite my large list, I am not sure what to have them do- if that makes any sense.... (though I definitely am planning on a girls night after we move out to have them help paint this house!  As well as another girls night at the new house to see the new place!)

But, I do find I have a love/ hate relationship with packing.  Here is what I hate about it:  It takes soooo long.  Each area I pack takes longer than I think it will.  And we have soooo much stuff crammed in this little house! I also feel that I need to focus on it for long periods of time, but life won't let me do that.  Despite the fact that I have a whole house to pack, life just keeps right on chugging away.  Jacob is in cub scout day camp all week this week from 9-4- every day.  It is an hour round trip each way to drop off and pick up.  There is cleaning and cooking to do, bills to pay, groceries to buy, laundry to do, phone calls to make (I LIVED on the phone Monday setting up utilities and such in the new house...), kids to care for, places to go, doctors appointments and on and on. Not to mention Kenny's 11th birthday this Saturday the 16th- and a party with the family on Sunday to celebrate.   It may not seem so bad if I could just forget everything else and just pack.  (which is what I did last time we moved- 11 years ago- when our apartment was 1/2 the size of our current house and I had no kids).  Of course, many have reminded me that it isn't like we HAVE to be out by a certain date due to new owners or renters moving in.  This is true, but I want to move as much as I can because we will still need to come back and paint and do a few repairs so it would be nice to have moving DONE. And, even though it isn't too far, I still don't want to spend all that gas going back and forth more than necessary.  Plus, we do want to find renters ASAP which means we need to get the house ready ASAP to be presentable.  Also, I HATE it when you go to help someone move and they aren't even packed.  I refuse to be that person and will have this house as packed as I can get it when our friends come to help.  And anything that is NOT packed- they will not have to move it.  So that is good motivation right there to get me moving!

But there are some positives.  I LOVE the liberating feeling that comes with the purging of stuff I am doing along side packing!  I am getting rid of SO much clutter that we just don't need!  It feels SO good!  With each area I pack, I typically have at least 3 boxes.  One for trash, one for donations and one (or more) to pack the area.  I love picking something up and making sure it goes in one of those boxes.  There is a little guilt over the level of trash I am throwing out, but I think the recycle and donation piles have been bigger (at least, not including the broken furniture pile that is collecting on my curb....).  It feels good to know that we are taking (almost...) only what we will use and will start fresh without clutter and, with more space, a little more hope at organization.  I do enjoy looking at an area when I am done that was once cluttered chaos and is now clear.  (today, that was the girls' closet).  The thought has occurred to me that whether moving or not, I should "pretend" I am moving every 10 years- box things up, get rid of broken/ not needed items and then unpack things back into order.  Of course, if you suggest this idea in 10 years, I will probably laugh in your face but....  at least we are starting fresh (sort of) now. 


So, we close this Friday, the 15th and do our big move the 23rd.  Aaron's uncle (who lives in the town) suggested we get the kids into the VBS at their church that goes all next week from 9-12 as a way for the kids to get to know other kids in the area. My first thought was there was no way I could devote that much time going back and forth when there is still so much to do.  But then the more I thought about it, it would really be a good way for the kids to meet other kids there and get to know them before school starts- especially since one of our big motivators in moving is for my boys to have more friendship opportunities.  Plus, I figure it could be beneficial too.  Aaron and I can pack the van with several boxes the night before, then I can drop all 4 of them off at VBS and then have that time to unload those boxes at the new house, situate things, run an errand if needed, then go back and get them and go back home and pack more!  So yes, it will be nuts, but beneficial I think too. 

So, as I sit here, I am excited, anxious, nervous, happy, completely overwhelmed, thoroughly exhausted, thoughts racing and so much more.  I look forward to things being settled and more relaxed.  I am so very grateful for the blessings that have led us to this point.  No matter how tough moving gets, we are just so thrilled to BE moving!