The New Place
We are now fully moved into our new apartment. It was a long, annoying process both aided and hindered by friends who either helped out or bitched out. Conveniently, all the people we have helped move in the past six months were moving to different states and therefore couldn’t help us move when it was our turn.
Excuses, excuses.
Just because you are in different states…
Anyhow. New Apartment. New internets. Less room. The washer was broken and the showerhead in the second bathroom sprayed down the entire room whenever it was turned on. And of course, that is the shower that Sunshine uses and it never occurred to her to worry about the lake in the bathroom that was created every time she took a shower. Or, you know, mention it to us.
But really, what can we expect from a child that has absolutely no responsibilities unless she is here with us? Reprogramming her to the way we do things every time she gets here gets really old. Especially when she is only here for three day weekends or something short like that. By the time she is back to doing things like saying please and thank you and picking up after herself, it is time for her to go back to her mother’s!
My brain is all over the place. We don’t have everything unpacked yet and it messes with my state of mind…boxes and piles everywhere. Bleh. I’m tired of unpacking and trying to find a place for everything. We had to go to Ikea and buy a desk and pantry, cause there isn’t one here and we left my husband’s desk in NY last summer. Even with the new pantry thing there isn’t enough room for everything…and the openings on the existing cupboards are too small to put our plates through.
Ok so this is full of random thoughts and no flow whatsoever, but my husband said I needed to write something today so there you go.
Maybe I’ll have better brain activity later.
August 3rd, 2008 at 4:09 pm
Yay for a new place! Boo for plates not fitting.
August 4th, 2008 at 8:40 am
That is great about the new place! Sorry you have had issues already though. I feel your pain on kids habits when they return from their mother’s house. Ours have gotten a lot better, but bad habits still come up sometimes. Ugh.
August 4th, 2008 at 10:46 am
Moving sucks…less room sucks…plates not fitting sucks.
But I hope that you will soon find many things that you love about living in the new apartment and new location!