have resorted to working weekends

Life is crazy. We are moving in TWENTY-FIVE DAYS and have not packed a single thing. We don't even have boxes to pack things in. Where do you go to get boxes? Do I actually have to pay money for something that I am usually paying money to get rid of at the dump? Suck.

The dishwasher FINALLY got fixed after something like twenty days of hand-washing everything (including all of the birthday dishes and no fewer than six bottles, 15 pump parts and eight sippy cups per day) and the car is finally back to running again. To fix these two things we spent a THOUSAND DOLLARS. Which is really awesome considering we're buying a house in TWENTY-FIVE DAYS and we really didn't need that money for anything else.

I worked on a Sunday today, leaving my poor husband at home with both kids for the first time ever. I worked because our daycare is closed for three days this week and we don't really have the vacation time to cover it and still be off of work to be at the closing of our new house. My parents are in Alaska for most of the month and Ski's mom and dad have to work and we don't really know anyone else in the world that could/would take care of our kids. I thought about leaving Dora to babysit, which would totally work with Renee but something tells me He Who Is Pissed Off About Everything Right Now might not be able to handle that. I mean, he really wants to do everything himself but he hasn't quite figured out how to open the fridge and heat up his own milk just yet. And it's not because he doesn't want to do it himself, BELIEVE YOU ME. He just can't and sweet Jesus he is sure pissed off about it.

I'm not complaining about daycare being closed as our daycare provider has taken off like two days in two years and I'm not complaining that I get to spend a few extra days at home with the kids this week. But really, could the timing suck any worse?

The silver lining here is that my girl Gretch is getting married this weekend and Ski's parents are being so kind as to watch the children so that Ski and I can stay overnight in a hotel with NO CHILDREN.

{GASP}

Is it wrong that I'm literally counting the minutes to our big escape? Can you imagine the awesomeness of sleeping through the night and not having to get out of bed at 5AM? I can't imagine it because we haven't done it in TWO YEARS now.

I'm playing catch up with posts this weekend because pictures and posting will be light this month as we try to pack up and move our entire life. I wouldn't want the blog to go neglected so I'm stocking up saved posts to get me through. And I'm sure I'll feel guilty for a minute about not taking any pictures this month because eight month old babies? They are chubby and cute and they have dimples on their knees and elbows and honestly I know I'm going to wake up in our new house in a month and they'll be gone and then I'll totally just die because I missed the chance to photograph them forever and ever.

Comments

[kim]

oh god no, don't pay for boxes. we got ours from the grocery store and liquor store. just go and ask them. sometimes at the grocery store they have big piles you can just grab at the front or back of the store (i think super one in kenwood has this?). we liked the liquor store ones the best :) they are small and easy to carry, plus make stacking easy because they are pretty much the same size. but you will need some bigger ones obviously. i think the other good ones were kellogg's brand boxes from the grocery store. can you tell i spent a lot of time contemplating this? :)

also, i can ask my mom to bring some down on friday when she comes to duluth and i can drop them at your house. she gets a ton of boxes in at her stores.

[The Mommy]

We use diaper boxes to store darn near everything (they can also be used to catch a mouse, not that I would know:). I agree with Kim, though, don't pay for them. Beg and borrow as many as you can. Good luck!

And don't feel guilty about anticipating a night alone with your husband - because then I would have to feel guilty for envying you! Just think of it as allowing your in-laws quality time with their grandchildren. See? You're doing THEM a favor ;) And I'm certain they don't mind!