Mr Fixit works nights. Sometimes, on Fridays particularly, he is up for 24+ hours straight and is very tired by the time he goes to bed. So we go to bed and he brought up a bowl of popcorn and an iced cold beverage from the fridge and snacked while I dozed off (yeah he eats in bed, but this isn't a "complain about Mr Fixit post". Really it isn't). Shortly after going to sleep I awake to said ice cold beverage soaking my back and the sheet underneath me. He had fallen asleep holding his drink and basically dumped it down my back. I jump out of bed and quickly change my top all while yelling at him in a very unladylike tone to "wake up and help me change the sheets". He is very groggy and has no idea what is going on. It takes him FOREVER to get moving as I pull out clean sheets, start soaking up the liquid and removing bedding. Being jerked awake by an icy drink is somehow much more shocking than the gentle realization that a child peed the bed beside you. It brings out the rage. Looking back on it now it's hilarious, then... not so much. I could see the potential for hilarity but maybe after a good, dry nights sleep.
On the plus side, now we have something new to laugh about and I can hang it over his head for the REST OF OUR LIVES.
Disclosure: I have also done this in my life, but it was room temperature water and it was before we were married so I was the only one affected.
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Saturday, July 20, 2013
It's no surprise that we are...
shell shocked and overwhelmed.
March 1 -we moved into our new house
March 14- we discovered an unplanned pregnancy
March 17-25 - trip for me and the kids to Michigan where we bring home a 9 week old Blue Heeler puppy
March 30 - our 4 yo daughter had a horrific burn accident that lead to 16 days in a burn unit
April 15 - we were told the house wasn't going to work out and we had to move again
April 16 - our daughter comes home from the hospital and our boys come back from MI
It has since been a blur of medical treatments, physical therapy, morning sickness, stress from living in a home your not welcome in, house hunting and life.
We've celebrated Green's 2nd birthday, our 9th wedding anniversary, my parents 30th wedding anniversary and Blue's 8th birthday. We bought a new, larger (HUGE) vehicle to accommodate the growing family and a popup camper. We've looked at numerous houses.
A few weeks ago on a Friday evening, after coming home on Tuesday from another 13 day vacation to Michigan, the pipes in the upstairs bathtub drain pipes burst during Friday night baths into the living room, and onto the carpet and the couch. I prayed a selfish and immature prayer basically stating that I'm sick of this holding pattern, my patience has worn out and my faith is getting thin. Several hours later Mr Fixit shows up and announced that he has a great lead on a house here in the valley.
So now we are moving. The house is tiny compared to the last two we have lived in and actually it's probably a little smaller than our Michigan home that we outgrew when Pink was born and we are happy. We've found we spend so much time taking care of our stuff, organizing our stuff, maintaining our stuff that we missed out on things we'd rather be doing. Mr. Fixit and I have been talking about this step for a few years but have never really made a concerted effort to make the changes we needed too.
Over the next few weeks we will be getting a large dumpster, taking things to a local thrift store that helps local missions (like Goodwill, but better), dropping stuff off to several different consignment stores, posting items on local Facebook garage sale sites, Ebay and Craigslist and moving whatever is left.
That being said, I am almost 6 months pregnant, we are in the middle of a July heat wave and we are actively homeschooling through the summer. It will be a slow move. I'm hoping to be done at the end of the month so we can enjoy what is left of the summer. That is one of joys of homeschooling, our summer goes well into September as we prefer camping after public schools has started and everything is less crowded.
March 1 -we moved into our new house
March 14- we discovered an unplanned pregnancy
March 17-25 - trip for me and the kids to Michigan where we bring home a 9 week old Blue Heeler puppy
March 30 - our 4 yo daughter had a horrific burn accident that lead to 16 days in a burn unit
April 15 - we were told the house wasn't going to work out and we had to move again
April 16 - our daughter comes home from the hospital and our boys come back from MI
It has since been a blur of medical treatments, physical therapy, morning sickness, stress from living in a home your not welcome in, house hunting and life.
We've celebrated Green's 2nd birthday, our 9th wedding anniversary, my parents 30th wedding anniversary and Blue's 8th birthday. We bought a new, larger (HUGE) vehicle to accommodate the growing family and a popup camper. We've looked at numerous houses.
A few weeks ago on a Friday evening, after coming home on Tuesday from another 13 day vacation to Michigan, the pipes in the upstairs bathtub drain pipes burst during Friday night baths into the living room, and onto the carpet and the couch. I prayed a selfish and immature prayer basically stating that I'm sick of this holding pattern, my patience has worn out and my faith is getting thin. Several hours later Mr Fixit shows up and announced that he has a great lead on a house here in the valley.
So now we are moving. The house is tiny compared to the last two we have lived in and actually it's probably a little smaller than our Michigan home that we outgrew when Pink was born and we are happy. We've found we spend so much time taking care of our stuff, organizing our stuff, maintaining our stuff that we missed out on things we'd rather be doing. Mr. Fixit and I have been talking about this step for a few years but have never really made a concerted effort to make the changes we needed too.
Over the next few weeks we will be getting a large dumpster, taking things to a local thrift store that helps local missions (like Goodwill, but better), dropping stuff off to several different consignment stores, posting items on local Facebook garage sale sites, Ebay and Craigslist and moving whatever is left.
That being said, I am almost 6 months pregnant, we are in the middle of a July heat wave and we are actively homeschooling through the summer. It will be a slow move. I'm hoping to be done at the end of the month so we can enjoy what is left of the summer. That is one of joys of homeschooling, our summer goes well into September as we prefer camping after public schools has started and everything is less crowded.
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