Crazy? Bring It.

I’m wondering if I’ve subconsciously decided that I need to have absolute crazy going on in my life which would explain why on top of rearing two children, working and husbanding along the husband, I am now involved in moving house. Again. In less than one year.

I would say that the arrival of Sweetpea showed us the glaring problems with our current living situation and spurred us on to move to the town that I currently work in and where Rex’s school is located.  Currently, Rex and I (and soon Sweetpea) travel 45 minutes in one direction door-to-door to get him to school and it is grating on us both.  While it means that Mr. X has a much longer commute, the kiddos and I will be minutes away from the places we all spend our days in.  Plus, we’ll be in arguably the best school district in the state from elementary all the way to high school.  Excellent free education is a definite necessity for us.

But, there is that little matter of packing, again. And moving, again. And unpacking, again. Plus, the house we’re buying is in great shape but has a really tragic front that will require some finessing to make it more palatable to our aesthetic snobbery.  So, while moving in will be a great leap forward, there will still be more drama down the line as we do some major renovation on the roof and outside.

Oh, and we’re of course going to be continuing to potty-train Rex and sleep-train Sweetpea (but not at the same time or in the same room, thank goodness).  And, we’ll continue to shepherd G through his golden years that have gradually included pooping accidents in the house.   I’m beginning to wonder what I will do with myself when there isn’t any drama going on.

4 thoughts on “Crazy? Bring It.

  1. Oy! That sounds exhausting. I totally get the need for a shorter commute and good free schools. We moved for the same reasons (although my commute is now the long one). We’re also in the saddest house on our block. Maybe we can suffer through renovating at the same time ; )

    Best of luck!

  2. Well, it does seem like you are addicted to the crazy. A perfectly justified crazy, but only the thout of packing and moving sounds terrifying. Perhaps you can drink your way through the move and not remember how it was? Might solve the sleep training thing too. Not the potty training, at least I can’t see how alcohol can solve that. But who knows, right?

  3. I like moving…but I have never done it with children. I think some people are easily bored; others more easily overwhelmed. I’m guessing you fall into the former category. Enjoy :).

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