Apr 17, 2016
Weekends seem non-existent when you are preparing for a move right? Because even on the weekends you are shuffling children, taking turns keeping them out of the room in which you are trying to pack/organize or in my case, just throw everything out. Staying up late, or getting up super early in order to go through the hoards of toys without your children protesting. This weekend I also decided to start on my closet. Yes, I know that the military fully sends people in to help with all these things, but if I am being completely honest, I have a very hard time letting other people touch my stuff. Don't get me wrong, I am grateful that they come in and do the tearing apart and the heavy lifting. Chris and I have moved ourselves quite a few times and that shit is no fun. But when it comes to my closet, I have to do that myself. I want stuff to stay on hangers, I want my shoes in the boxes and organized. I want my hats stuffed and placed just right so they don't get bent. I want all purses in dust bags and wrapped like little burritos....see I am a movers worst nightmare, which I have learned. So I just do it myself to avoid the incredibly micromanaging infuriating human being that I can become. And this will be our first move with four children, so I am not quite sure how the whole process is going to go. When it was just Ace and Pierce I was still pretty available to answer any questions the movers had along the way. This time I may be of no help, so I am really trying to make it as easy as possible on everyone involved.
In other weekend news we semi celebrated Avalon's birthday, early. Since we will be on the road for her real birthday, we wanted to surprise her with some stuff that she can play with before we say bye bye to all the toys (so excited for that day).
I am also trying to wear all the sweaters I possibly can before I kiss those babies goodbye as well. Mornings are still pretty chilly here, so I can get away with a chunky sweater or a couple layers. By the afternoon we have all the windows open in the house, and the kids are asking for short sleeves, and to play with the water table on the deck. It's bittersweet around these parts. We are so excited for this trip, and our next adventure, but so many amazing memories were made here in Alaska. And daily I find myself changing my mind. I go from yay, I am super excited to see what this next chapter holds. Then I switch it up to, but summer in Alaska is my favorite time! Then, a box of something we ordered for our road trip shows up and I am throw back into....yay! When do we leave, I can't wait to get on the road and start this adventure.
I can't even keep up.
I guess I will just start by tackling Monday.