Bug and Andrew's parents, the greatest people in the world right now, gave us an early Christmas present: they hired movers to finish getting us into the new house.
Our minds are blown, tears were shed, and we are 97% done. It's starting to feel like home - though according to V, it won't be home until the two furballs are in it. Probably true. What's life without some feline annoyances?
The twins were good today, too. Their parents are throwing their annual holiday party this Saturday; I'm babysitting and V's bartending it.
Right now, we're at Bug and Andrew's parents. We brought them dessert. It's the very very least we can do.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Monday, November 28, 2011
Stress
Tonight is our last night in this house. I'm nowhere near as done packing as I need to be. I'm fighting a headache, I'm emotionally exhausted, my stress level keeps spiking, and I'm mopey.
Let me check... Nope, not done whining yet. I'm tired of swallowing junk. Inside my brain hurts. I want to go to bed. I need friends up here. I'm fighting mental battles that I don't have the time or energy for right now. I cried in the shower last night, harder than I have in a long time, and I feel like I could again now. (The warm water would feel good.)
I'm not even sure if it's appropriate to post this. It's more raw than I usually do; normally I can keep myself in check. But V is in class, I can't text the friends I want to, and the house is silent. Okay, world. I'll be better tomorrow.
Let me check... Nope, not done whining yet. I'm tired of swallowing junk. Inside my brain hurts. I want to go to bed. I need friends up here. I'm fighting mental battles that I don't have the time or energy for right now. I cried in the shower last night, harder than I have in a long time, and I feel like I could again now. (The warm water would feel good.)
I'm not even sure if it's appropriate to post this. It's more raw than I usually do; normally I can keep myself in check. But V is in class, I can't text the friends I want to, and the house is silent. Okay, world. I'll be better tomorrow.
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Flabbergasted
Apparently family isn't an evil entity. Who knew?
I'm old enough to play with the big kids now, so when my aunt and uncles made their post-Thanksgiving dinner plans - going to a bonfire and getting drunk - V and I were invited. When we left the bonfire, along with my 29 year old cousin we were staying with, we went back to his house and drank more. And I (drunkenly) watched my (drunk) wife absolutely cream about four guys in Guitar Hero.
I've missed being drunk, with people I know. But that's not what I'm supposed to be writing about, anyway. My aunt, while sitting around the bonfire, went on a rant about how everyone should be throwing V and me a party, and she could barely keep her mouth shut, and it was utterly ridiculous that we were being asked to keep things quiet (by my mother). She invited us to come stay with them at any point. She said that obviously they owe us a present.
Not only were she and my uncle really excited for us, so were one set of grandparents and all my cousins. It blew my mind, watching people I am biologically related to be jubilant over my spouse. Is this what familial acceptance feels like?! Now I know why it's so cool.
I'm old enough to play with the big kids now, so when my aunt and uncles made their post-Thanksgiving dinner plans - going to a bonfire and getting drunk - V and I were invited. When we left the bonfire, along with my 29 year old cousin we were staying with, we went back to his house and drank more. And I (drunkenly) watched my (drunk) wife absolutely cream about four guys in Guitar Hero.
I've missed being drunk, with people I know. But that's not what I'm supposed to be writing about, anyway. My aunt, while sitting around the bonfire, went on a rant about how everyone should be throwing V and me a party, and she could barely keep her mouth shut, and it was utterly ridiculous that we were being asked to keep things quiet (by my mother). She invited us to come stay with them at any point. She said that obviously they owe us a present.
Not only were she and my uncle really excited for us, so were one set of grandparents and all my cousins. It blew my mind, watching people I am biologically related to be jubilant over my spouse. Is this what familial acceptance feels like?! Now I know why it's so cool.
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Obligatory
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.
I can't think of anything profound to say, so truly, have a happy, joyous, relaxed holiday.
I can't think of anything profound to say, so truly, have a happy, joyous, relaxed holiday.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Here
My grandfather told both V and I congratulations, quietly, so my small siblings wouldn't hear. My aunt gave V, whom she was just meeting, a giant hug. I showed my mom my ring, when the kids weren't around.
She told us that she appreciated our willingness to keep quiet to the kids about our marriage.
I'm still processing, still slightly annoyed, but currently floating on a cloud at the love-fest that just took place around us. My ten year old sister wouldn't let me go. And I'll see them all again tomorrow. First, sleep, to recover from the drive and the day.
She told us that she appreciated our willingness to keep quiet to the kids about our marriage.
I'm still processing, still slightly annoyed, but currently floating on a cloud at the love-fest that just took place around us. My ten year old sister wouldn't let me go. And I'll see them all again tomorrow. First, sleep, to recover from the drive and the day.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Nerves
In about ten hours, I'll be seeing my mother for the first time in a year and a half. Since the last time I saw her, I've gotten married, and our communication has dropped drastically. My marriage isn't the only reason; she also moved across the country, switched time zones, and has a very busy life with four small chidren...but still. I can't help but be nervous.
My oldest sister, who, at last check, adores me, is now ten and a half. The last time I saw her was shortly before her ninth birthday. She knows V as my good friend, and my mom and stepdad are determined to keep it that way. I don't feel like I'm even going to know her.
My cousins, who will also be at this Thanksgiving shindig, know and support V and me. My aunts and uncles know too, I think. My grandparents don't. My mom and stepdad do, but don't want anyone else to.
Feeling the nerves yet? Life truly is a series of coming-outs. We'll see who and how, for this round, over the next few days.
My oldest sister, who, at last check, adores me, is now ten and a half. The last time I saw her was shortly before her ninth birthday. She knows V as my good friend, and my mom and stepdad are determined to keep it that way. I don't feel like I'm even going to know her.
My cousins, who will also be at this Thanksgiving shindig, know and support V and me. My aunts and uncles know too, I think. My grandparents don't. My mom and stepdad do, but don't want anyone else to.
Feeling the nerves yet? Life truly is a series of coming-outs. We'll see who and how, for this round, over the next few days.
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