Packing Frenzy

Since we knew we would be moving even before we bough our house, I decided to get a head start on packing. I thought it would be a great idea to use the extra time to go through all of closets, drawers, and attic (though that is still yet to be finished-refer to an earlier post “BEES”) so that I could throw away all the things that we just don’t need anymore. I’ve been making great progress too. Chris has kept a steady flow of boxes coming in, and I have been steadily filling them up. There really isn’t much left to do, and at this rate, I should be done in the next 2 weeks.
This morning I realized that I may just be getting a little ahead of myself. I woke up with the kids, and slugged down stairs. I started the coffee pot like I do every morning. Chris was getting ready for work, and I was feeding the kids. Just like most mornings, I asked Chris on his way out the door if he wanted to take some coffee with him. He always says yes, because even though my Folgers isn’t gourmet, it is better than the mud at his office. So I went to get him a travel cup, and it’s then that I realized….I packed them already!
Poor Chris, what a tease! I offered some nice coffee, and then he couldn’t take it. I may need to slow down a bit with the packing. We’re 3 ½ weeks out from our move and already we’re eating off of paper plates, with plastic cups.
At this rate, one day Chris will come home and find our kids in a box….


A Lib in the Box

Sherlock Mom

About a month ago, the VCR broke. I could not for the life of me figure out what was wrong with it. Now I don’t really claim to know anything about electronics or other complicated machines, but I can tell if it’s not plugged in for example, or it needs new batteries ? That was not the case this time though. No matter what we did, we just couldn’t get it to accept a tape. It would just keep spitting it back out. Well finally after a week, we figured it out. Someone (Ethan) had put the soundtrack to Shrek 2 in there. Now even though I don’t know much about electronics, I do know that a VCR can’t play CD’s. So I fished it out, and the problem was solved.
Then this morning my son came to me and said “Mom, the VCR is busted again”. Well I was happy to tell him that all he had to do was take the CD out, and it would work. I knew this must have been the problem. I was so happy to have been able to solve a problem so quickly and easily. Today is going to be a good day.
Not so much. He came back about a minute later and told me there was no CD in there. So I had to go investigate. At first glance inside the machine it appeared that everything was normal. So what could be the problem? I knew that something must have been stuck in there since the VCR kept spitting tapes out just like that last time. But I couldn’t see anything in there. I just could not seem to figure it out this time. But I was determined and decided that I couldn’t give up. After all, you cannot have 3 kids and a broken VCR, that combination is lethal.
Anyways, to make a long story short, I just spent the last half hour fishing a Hot Wheels car out of the VCR. Yup, that’s right, a Hot Wheels car. It was an illusive little bugger too. It’s a black and silver car, so you can barely see it lodged in there. It kind of blends in with all the mechanical stuff inside.
Why did it take so long you ask? Well let me tell you. My 2 year old had it so creatively tucked in there, that I really though for a few minutes that I would have to actually take my VCR to a professional. But then I decided that I didn’t want to have to explain to someone how my son used it for a “gas station”, and even worse, pay for them to fix it. So I pumped myself up, got some tools-a popsicle stick and a book mark (what else would a stay at home mother of 3 use??) and I got to work. It took some doing, but I finally got it out. Now I can exhale….
Mystery solved!

Highland Creek Here We Come!

This is the only photo so far. We didnt take any when we looked at it. Folks can be funny about you taking snapshots of thier houses you know. This is off the website from our realtor. When I get more pics, I'll post em'

You can check out the neighborhood www.highland-creek.com And yes it really does look like the pictures

Movin' On Up!

Yup, that's right. Just like the Jeffersons! Only not to the East Side, but down south instead. We finally bought a house, and we move on Memorial weekend. We got a great single family with a yard, a garage, and a great neighborhood. Best part is that we're gonna be 9 houses down and one over from my brother in law and his family! Stay tuned for pics and details as moving day approaches.
We're gladly welcoming any one who wants to come visit before we're gone. We'll try to get out to see as many of you as we can, but would really love the company while we spend these last few weeks packing and preparing.

UGH!

The kids have croup, and the house is a mess. I haven’t slept well in days. I think I’m catching what they have, if an adult can catch the croup. I have lost my voice, and I’m so tired. Things have been nuts lately trying to find a house, lots of doctor apts., getting Chris2 ready for his standardized testing, preparing for a trip to NC to look at houses, and packing our house. In the process of all the chaos, my kids, especially Ethan, have found creative ways to entertain themselves.


Exibit "A" That missing roll of TP has resurfaced....

BEES!

We are planning a move to NC sometime in the next few months. We thought that a great way to pack would be to start now and take our time going through things. Why throw everything in trash bags (our traditional way) when we can box it up neat and organized?
Our plan starts with cleaning out the attic. Slowly but surely I have been taking a few boxes, bins, or bags at a time, cleaning them out, re-boxing them, and throwing lots of things away. Things have been going well. I feel good about moving now. It won’t be so hard to pack everything and it won’t have to be done last minute. It’ll be 10 times easier to unpack, and this way, things shouldn’t get lost or broken. Sounds like a good plan right?
Saturday I was up in the attic, getting the last of the kids’ old clothes out. It was raining outside, so it was quite noisy up there. Not to mention all the spider webs and other bugs that have made a nice warm home in there this winter. Now I’ve been doing well so far, sucking it up and ignoring all the little creepies, but Saturday was the last straw. There will be no more packing of the attic for me.
As I was throwing the trash bags full of clothes down the attic stairs, I kept noticing a weird type of buzzing noise. Upon throwing the last bag down, I looked around to investigate. I didn’t see anything that seemed like it would be causing such a noise, so I chalked it up to the rain, and went towards the steps to get out of the attic.
I made it down the first step, then the second, and on to the third. Then it happened. A BIG BEE landed on my head! I looked around to notice more bees, BIG ONES! There must have been hundreds (not really, but it felt that way). I never touched another stair. Somehow, I before I knew it, I was standing in the middle of my room, yelling for my husband. I had mysteriously flown out of the attic, over the bags of clothes, and into my room. All without touching my feet to anything, and in a matter of a half a second. I amaze myself sometimesJ
Hearing all the racket, and yelling, my knight in shining armor came running up the stairs. He was upset thinking that something had actually happened…..
Didn’t you hear what I sad about the bees? Something did actually happen. A BIG BEE touched me, there’s lots more up there, and I’m scared now….DUH!
That’s the difference though between men and women I guess. I think that if I would have battled the bee, perhaps with guns or knives, took out the nest, and emerged triumphantly to cook their little dead carcasses, than that would have qualified as “something”. Oh well, you just can’t’ win them all right?
Like I said, there will be no more packing of the attic for me. Moving with trash bags isn’t that bad is it?
And honey, don’t think I didn’t notice you ducking and cautiously looking when you went up to turn the light off and close the hatch…..
What are you afraid of? It’s not like “something” really happened up there.