moving time again

Tomorrow the packing begins. But for once we are not the ones moving. My mom is moving out of the apartment she has lived in for the last 35 yrs.
She has 2 weeks to move out and the new owners move in. So Peter, Jonah and I are going to NYC to pack up every thing she has accumulated over a life time.

It seems so surreal. The place was on the market for a yr and a half. at times it seemed like it would never sell. But it has, thankfully. Having to pack it all up is the obvious downside.

I'm happy for her of course. She needs a change. Is ready for a change. But this is the place I've grown up in. When I came home from the hospital I came home to this place. This is what I consider home in so many ways. We move around so much that having this apartment as a constant helped me not to lose it sometimes.

Major memories in the apartment (the short list):
-Getting my first big girl bed. (It was a canopy bed)
-Making pancakes with my dad in the kitchen, before we remodeled
-the Messnick's bringing me my cat Francis. I chased her all around the apt. I don't think she ever forgave me
-Peter proposing in the den
-walking in the park with my mom when we trained for the half marathon
-the summer Jaclyn, Tania, Allison, Brooke, and I all lived there, total insanity
-the blowing up of the macy's thanksgiving day parade balloons and all the parties we had to watch them being blown up
-my Hawaii themed bday party (only Kara will really appreciate this memory)
-eating dinner practically every night with mom during middle and high school
-leaning to cook
-when the grandfather clock got delivered and I helped put it together


Peter and I have moved 8 times in 3 yrs (and have to move again in August) so we are pretty much pros at this point. This one is going to be trickier though since we have to help mom get rid of stuff which she will be very reluctant to do!! I had an argument with her a few months ago over her saving her biology notes from college. i lost......

Just have to remember to be supportive, understanding and patient. Oh and that I can't control everything. not one of my strong suits.

I missed jury duty twice, more like ignored 2 jury duty notices. so i got a summons that I had to appear in court or get a $10,000 fine and/or 10 days in jail. I get to court and the judge is a very old man who is not so happy with me. He's about to pronounce sentence and I'm trying to figure out where I am going to get $10,000 from when he says "Hey, look at that" huh, what is he talking about? He asks if the address listed on my paper work is correct. It is I tell him. He explains that when the building was built in 1926 he and his family moved in to not only the same building but the same apartment. That's right this judge and I both grew up in the same apartment. Had the same bedroom. Created memories in the very same place. There I was in my 20's looking at a man in his 90's whose life mirrored mine in a way.
Now I am the one moving out. New children are moving in. They will fill the space with their memories. They will have a height chart in the kitchen, fall while roller skating around the dinning room table, and fall asleep to the hum of the city street outside. I wish them as many happy memories as I have had in the apartment. Maybe one day I'll meet them in some random way and the circle will continue, the beat will go on.

Where are you home?

Ok people. when you list your house for sale
1. don't list it as a 3 bedroom when its really a 1 bedroom and 2 closets. A bedroom has windows!
2. Don't say a house needs "TLC" when there is a gaping hole in the roof that birds are flying through!
3. A house on the main highway should not be listed as "nestled in a cozy quite location"!

Dream house I know you are out there. Somewhere..................

I feel like I've looked at every house in the area. But I know the perfect one is just around the corner.
I'll keep looking for you house. One day my family and I will be snuggled around your fireplace. Happily ensconced in our beautiful spot in the world.

I need something. am searching for something. don't know what it is. its so close I can almost taste it. It's right out there. If I stretch my arm out maybe I can touch it.

The thing is I have everything I need and could want. Wonderful husband, baby, family, life.

But yet there is something. Something just out of reach but it is almost here. around the corner and to the left.

I'm waiting. Whatever you are I'll see you soon.

Oh and kid who purposely threw sand in my baby's eyes yesterday, if you weren't 4 I would have had some choice words for you and maybe a few actions!!! More likely a stern talking to, I am a pacifist after all..............

wives, plural

the president of South Africa has 3 wives is engaged to another and talking about taking a 5th. Totally outrageous!! The leaders of nations should be role models and I don't know about you but people who subjugate women are not role models in my book. I know i shouldn't be ethnocentric but 5 wives, hell 2 wives is 1 too many!!! any more than 1 is the same conversation. And let me just say that when the 2nd wife heard that he was taking a 3rd she was furious. he made her apologize and give him a goat as part of her apology. she has nothing to apologize for. but really she doesn't have much of a leg to stand on being upset about multiple wives since she is the 2nd and all. but the fact that she had to give him a present makes me livid. the whole situation makes me livid.

first the olympics were in China, now the world cup is in South Africa. no where is perfect i know but we can be making better choices people. come on!!! this had tainted the world cup for me.

Dust buster you are my new best friend. Sorry old best friend (shark steam mop). I still think you're great and all but did you see how dust buster took care off all the crumbs Jonah left on the floor?

Give me an M

Hello Monday. I welcome you with open arms. For with your arrival brings us one day closer to Peter being done with the school yr. True he is teaching summer school but its only half days and Jonah and I get to have him for the other half. This whole work thing takes my darling husband away from us far too much!

Spent the weekend looking for a couch. The never ending saga of looking for a couch, or so it seems. One day we will find one and it will be comfortable and nappable and perfect for our needs, my feet will be able to touch the ground when I sit down on it, etc.

I watch the live cam of the oil spill somehow trying to get my mind around what is going on but either I am too limited or the situation to vast for that to happen. I sit in shock and amazement. Trying not to look at the birds covered in oil but not able to look away either. I can't stand it. What are we doing......................

So Monday come forth. Wrap me in your Mondayness. Lets go, lets see what you have in store for us. Will it be the co-op, picking dandelions for dandelion jam, or maybe something totally unexpected? Monday give me your best!!

Is it me?

I had a confrontational day today.
I asked the check out woman at the grocery store how she was and she snapped back. Basically saying how she is is none of my business.
I had a testy exchange with a nurse at the dr.'s office.

It was just one of those things I couldn't seem to shake.

Was it something that I was putting out into the world or were people just bummed to be back at work after a holiday weekend. Maybe it was both.

All I know is that I am done interacting with people for the day.

If you planned on calling me to chat I hope it can wait till tomorrow!!