goodbye, summer

Goodbye, Summer. Hello, school, baseball, preschool and back to being on a schedule!

I have to admit - Summer spoils me. I enjoy not having to be anywhere at any particular time. We don't really have a routine and I like it. But I also like routine. (I know, I totally contradicted myself in one paragraph.)

Here's the thing...The ability to do whatever, whenever, spur of the moment is fun. Sun shining and warmth? Pool time! Rainy day? Let's play board games and read books. Rough night? Let's stay in our pajamas until 3:00 the next day! But the lack of routine almost always sometimes makes me crazy.

Enter September. School starts on Tuesday for my 2nd grader and my 3 year old starts preschool the following week. Getting up and doing the same thing on the same schedule is actually easier on me mentally. I don't have to think about it I just get up and do it. Hence the reason I like routine.

I will REALLY miss having my oldest at home. My little one's preschool is 2 mornings a week and I will be volunteering at the elementary school during that time so while I will miss her (of course) I won't be coming home to a quiet house (which would totally feel strange).

We're finally settled. The garage still needs to be unpacked and organized seeing as it's handling the overflow. However, the inside of the house is done with the exception of hanging pictures and placing "little things" here and there. I've started on my standard room makeovers that I do each time we move. My son's room has one teeny tiny thing for me to finish and then it's done. The rest is still a work in progress (mainly because I am not sticking to one room at a time and jumping here and there).

Have I mentioned the husband LOVES his job? Yeah. He has a pretty amazing boss and seems to be working for a really good company. Neither of us have that same warm and fuzzy from our relocation company but the new employer and new position we're definitely giving "2 thumbs up!".

The kids have made friends with our neighbors kids that are the same age. They seriously beg to play with their friends every. single. day. And from my conversations with my neighbor her kids do the same thing! It's such a good feeling for me because friendship with other kids is so vital to my kids happiness. I love seeing them laughing, running, playing, screaming (okay, not the screaming so much but the reason they're screaming) with other kids their age.

So while Summer is fading away too fast, Fall is almost here and a new chapter in our lives is starting. It's exciting and it's scary. How many times have we done this??? But we're together as a family, Daddy is home more and loves his job (bonus!) and it's starting to feel like "home"...

update

We finally have internet and home phone service as of this evening. I am tired, my back is giving me a fit and I feel like I could sleep for a week. I miss my friends, tweeting, and reading blogs. I have 848 items in Google Reader. I don't want to hit "mark all as read" because I want to catch up. If I've missed anything super exciting or important please let me know. Love & hugs to my hookers. You know who you are. :)

no news

No news is good news, right? I mean, if I'm not on Twitter much (my home away from home) you KNOW that means I am busy. So busy and tired, in fact, that my eyes burn and I'm wearing my glasses because my eyes are so tired. How did I manage to squeeze in a few minutes to write now? I'm sitting at the car dealership waiting on my oil change and tire rotation. My new car (purchased at the end of May) has a whopping 7,800 miles on it. I. KNOW. That's a lot of driving, yo.

We closed on the new house on Monday and the old house (or at least the contents of the old house) are en route to the new place for arrival on Saturday. I can't believe it's already time to move and start the next chapter of our lives. I will miss being close to family but I also know that 4 hours is NOTHING compared to half a country away and for that I am very grateful.

We still need to sell our house in Pennsylvania. We've had a half dozen or so people look at it but the biggest factor in no one wanting to buy it is too much yard upkeep. And, well, there is a lot to upkeep in our yard so I totally get it. I just wish someone with a green thumb would fall in love with the place because THEN I think we could sell it. Keep praying. We don't want to be stuck with it for too long.

School registration is taken care of and both kids are super excited about the pools (yes more than one) in our community. I can't wait to get their rooms decorated and post pictures. They are going to be so flippin cute. But for now I'll leave you with a picture of our new house from the outside. Inside pictures to be shared later. I know. I'm such a tease.

Have a great weekend!

funny how this time is different...

He walked out the door today and I cried. Do you know how long it's been since I've cried because I don't want him to go? I honestly can't remember.

We've been married for almost 10 years and for the latter half of it we have drifted apart. So far apart. Kids, jobs, moves, life, different wants, different needs, etc. It all kept putting a wedge between us. I wondered where the man I married had gone. I wondered where the girl I used to be had gone. I wondered if we would ever be those people again.

I have never stopped loving him. Not once. But most of the time it felt like we were roommates. We didn't really fight. Except for that one earlier this year where I honestly thought one of us was going to leave.

Last month we went out of town to look for a house for yet another move (yes, I have been bitter over moving as frequently as we have; I won't lie). We went without the kids and it was nice. We spent time together, I performed karaoke in the car for him (his favorite - snort), we had real conversations over meals and we talked. We cuddled. And it felt like we were a couple again. The day we came home I sat in the hotel room and literally sobbed and told him that I felt like I finally had my husband back. Words cannot express how much I had missed him/us.

He was different and has been since that trip. It is probably because he had finally been able to quit the horrible job he'd been at for almost 2 years. I can't imagine the weight it lifted off of his shoulders because I know how much it lifted off of mine. I am different since that trip. I feel like we're in a partnership again. I feel like a couple and parents and not just roommates.

We are actually a really good mesh as a couple. Yes we drive each other crazy sometimes but all marriages are like that and if you tell me yours isn't I won't believe you.

I'm glad we reconnected - not just for us but for the kids as well - but I have to admit I'm scared. I don't want a repeat of the last job. I don't want him to shut down and keep me out (and vice versa). I want him back. This time for good. And my heart is so heavy and so sad knowing that I can't be with him right now.

fessin' up

I realize confession is good for the soul and all but I'm not really feeling it. I don't participate like I used to on the weekly stuff at Shrinking Jeans and I actually miss it. I do spend a good bit of time over at the 'hood now that I'm a Social Sister and all but I feel like I'm not being a good role model by not participating. Am I just making myself feel guilty when I really shouldn't? Eh, probably. I'm good at that. So there's confession #1.

Confession #2. I haven't been listening to my body with the whole intuitive eating thing and I've been stress eating again. I know I have because I recognize it when I do it. It needs to stop. I know this. Why the heck is it so hard to stop though? Lots of head knowledge here but not a lot of following through.

And last, but certainly not least, confession #3 is I stopped walking/running/jogging. I was feeling really good and I stopped. Life, as Christie O. mentioned in her post "3 Reasons You Should Never Wait to Work Out" has derailed me. But life won't be getting easier any time soon. In fact, after Saturday when my husband moves to the new job, I will be doing the single mom thing until we move. I gotta make it work. Period. If for nothing but my sanity.

And there you have it...Roo's confessions for the week.

i feel like the energizer bunny

It's after 11:00 PM and I have finally sat down for the first time today. No, really. Other than driving and a quick chiro appointment I haven't stopped. I feel like the Energizer bunny - the one that keeps going and going and going - except I think my batteries are dying.

Did I tell you guys I'm moving? I can't remember. Anyway, we're moving. Again. Husband took a job that requires relocation. Our house officially lists tomorrow and I just now finished "staging" it for pictures. My next step is tackling the basement and sorting donate versus trash versus keep. I don't think I want a basement in my next house because all I ever do with them is use them as storage for things I should just get rid of. Please tell me I'm not the only one that does this... ::looks around::

The most exciting news of the day? I'm a Social Sister over at Shrinking Jeans! I am so stinkin' thrilled. I love these gals (and guys!) so. much. I know there are so many new faces over there too. I promise to get my booty in gear and mosey on over to the 'hood and start connecting with you ASAP! The best part? I get to do it with Trish B! Yay!

...and I guess I'm going to hit publish and shut down the PC for now because SOMEONE (my 3 year old) is still awake. This is what happens when she naps. Oh well, at least it's summer vacation and we have nowhere we have to be first thing in the morning.

G'night!

it's late and i can't sleep

My mind won't shut off. I have a general peace about moving but at the same time I don't. I think logically I'm good. Emotionally? Not really.

I spent the evening with my sister and her family. I watched our kids playing their hearts out on a beautiful summer evening. I love how much they love each other. I hate separating them again. I know we need to do what's right for our family of 4. But inside it's killing me.


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