Rambly
I have half-hearted, half-written posts backed up in my head, and while I want to write about stuff, it feels as though there were a traffic jam inside my brains.
I do have brains. I know! It sounds crazy, but listen to this...Sunday after church I washed up and tossed our leftover pizza onto a baking sheet to heat up for an easy lunch. I set the oven to 350o and opened the door. As I bent down to stick the pizza in there I noticed a dark shadow. I realized that there was a baked potato sitting on the rack. I had baked potatoes exactly one week earlier.
See? Now that's a lot of brain power!
The truth is that we're leaving for Christmas, the house is majorly not packed up yet, and I am not ready for this trip or this move at all. As I came home today from dropping Eliana off at school, I opened the front door and thought to myself,"This is one of the last few times I'm going to do this...walk over to the church, walk back and open this door." It was a moment of saying goodbye to what has become familiar. It was out of the blue, too, and it took me by surprise and even hurt.
I know that there are so many positive things about moving for us. But right now it feels like something is pressing.
Um, that would be time!
I could write about what a wonderful opportunity change affords us, and how we should let ourselves be molded into better people by this experience, and about the beauty of new beginnings and the excitement of this new adventure in our lives. But the words would be empty. I'm not there yet. I'm still in the struggling stage, the worried stage, the I DON'T WANNA GO ANYWHERE! stage.
I haven't even taken much time to enjoy our tree, and honestly, I can't remember a Christmas that was so fraught with fighting, fussing, bickering, picking, and even anger amongst my children, regarding specifically Christmas related things like the Advent activities as well as decorating the tree. My guess is that they are also having trouble with this move (which does not make me Nancy Drew...the two older ones told me today, respectively,"I don't want to move!" and "Do we have to move?") and their emotions are all over the place, just like mine.
This seems like a downer kind of post, and I didn't intend for it to be. I actually had a fairly productive day (if only the last month and a half had been so!) and got most of my china cabinet packed. It's only the tiniest dent, though.
Switching the subject...our tree-trimming went on for days, as we had trouble coordinating our schedules. I fully intended on doing the lights myself; I really enjoy that. But, apparently I let the kids help with it last year (I forgot), and they were quite offended when I mentioned I was going to add the lights all by my lonesome. What is it they say about famous last words?
Oh, yes, I think I remember now.
I let them do it.
Our tree looks like it's doing the hula. Like it's sticking its hip out. It's a bit funny.
Also funny? Seeing Eliana's contribution, mainly all in one place. There are about eight ornaments all huddled together, trying to keep warm this chilly Texas winter. (It's been in the 30s and 40s!)
I really should do something like laundry, so I best be going. Thanks for reading along. I know I rambled, but...sometimes that's how it is, you know?
I'm sure I'll post over the next two weeks. Enjoy this Advent season! It really is lovely.
Reader Comments (7)
We put our tree up branch by branch. I let the kids do it without oversight and instead of graduated sizes making a perfect triangle tree I guess ours is doing the hula too. We are having a Realtor over this week so I'm working like crazy to make the house fit to be seen, maybe we'll be packing soon like you!
Fortunately, we don't have to deal with showing our house or realtors. If one showed up, he would run away screaming, hands in the air.
I hope you post about your move!
I like your tree. I like that you're the kind of mom who rolls with. I'm the kind of mom who waits until the kids go to bed and then re-does the whole thing. Then the kids notice and are crushed that I didn't appreciate their work.
Good job!
ha-ha-ha, that's funny. I've got 'til Thursday to avoid that scenario!
If we had to have our house "realtor" clean or "getting ready to move" packed-up as well ashouse mischievous elves as well as buy teacher gifts as well as shop as well as try to keep the season simple as well as try to keep Jesus in Christmas as well as make presents for my husband's workers AS WELL AS AS WELL AS AS WELL AS AS WELL AS
I would indeed lose my mind.
A hula tree? Now that sounds like an awesome Christmas to me. And don't feel bad about mourning your current life - it's an important step before embracing the joy of your new one.
I'm right there with you trying to do Christmas and a move at the same time. Wow, it's impossible. I keep looking at all the long lists and realizing there's no way it will work. So...we'll see how this goes!!!