Friday, September 30, 2011

To My Keys

I really, really need to know where you are hiding. Krystal has missed two cheer practices, Joey has a dentist appointment next week. I need to do laundry. Keys are very important. I also can't leave the house for any reason because I couldn't get back in.

Please, give me a sign, let me know where you are. I feel lost without you.

You have been missing since Sunday night. I am going to have to report you missing soon.

Cramming everyone in Todd's focus hatchback is not the fun adventure I try to make it seem. Really it feels a lot like a clown car. Now everyone thinks it is hysterical to see those little cars with all the clowns pouring out. It isn't funny. It couldn't be more impractical. The worst part, I can't even use it to take Krystal to cheer practice and pick her up while he sleeps because it is a manual transmission.

Insert a sigh here.

I went a long time without a car. Years where we only had one and it was at work with Todd. Finally Todd bought me my minivan and life was good (of course after that Todd's car died and I was carless once again until he bought the car he has now).

I never wanted to be there again. Having a vehicle parked outside that I can't use until I find these keys is a cruel joke. Part of me thinks Peyton took my keys and wandered off somewhere with them, and if that's the case I may never find them.

Send me some positive thoughts and channel your energy into my keys please!

Fabulous Friday

Life is good. It really is. Our financial situation grows better every day, and once we move it will be even better. My husband is an AMAZING man. I don't know of any better. He works harder than any person works. He lives off of no sleep. He comes home, tired, with hugs and kisses for the kids and for me. He never leaves without kissing me goodbye.
This morning he brought me home a surprise, Snoopy pajamas. He is always thinking about me.

I am still really looking forward to moving, although I am nervous. There is so much to do before we move and I will have to handle it alone. Packing, cleaning, switching schools, starting the move. Setting everything up once we move. Excited yes, nervous yes, but once we get settled I know we will all be happy there.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Good Things Come To Those Who (Don't) Wait, Right?

We found a great place to rent, in the town I want to spend forever in. The price is beyond right and the school system is where I want my kids to be. The bad news is, I have to break my lease to do it. From what I heard, where we currently live will not renew our lease next year and I am afraid we will not find a place we can afford where we want to live when we need to.

I'm afraid that they will give us a hard time about breaking our lease. I am a big person on keeping to the straight path and doing things the right way. If I were looking for a new place because I wanted to, I would never consider breaking my lease. This place is nicer, safer and cheaper than where we live now. I would, for the first time in my life, have my own laundry room and be able to wash clothes when they need it.

I said we are taking it. I, in good conscience, can not pass an opportunity to better all of our lives as well as our financial situation. Now, how to inform our landlord we are breaking our lease? Hoping they will let us out without problems.

Twosday

Today I am going to share 2 things that I can't do alone that I wish I could (Although I would rather have my kids than be able to do these things)

1. Pee. I have not been able to use the bathroom without someone barging in, picking the lock, sticking fingers under the door or tattling through the door. This drives me nuts sometimes. Nothing like trying to pee while you hear "Mommy, can I have an ice pop?" Really? You couldn't wait the minute it takes me to pee and wash my hands? You also really think I am going to give you an ice pop if you won't allow me to pee alone?

2. Have a phone conversation. Children seem to have some built in sensor that activates "annoying mode" once the phone starts to ring. Suddenly they need to fight each other, beg for snacks, try to sneak outside, fall and hurt themselves, etc. It's almost comedic. Part of me is plotting until Krystal starts needing to talk on the phone to her friends and I will do to her as she has done to me. I am looking forward to this almost TOO much.

Those are my Twosday ramblings. Brought to you by:

Sick Baby and lack of sleep