It’s only the end of May and 2018 has already proved to be one hell of a year. First off, my grandmother died in January. It was hell because she was such a huge part of both my childhood and adult-life. My mother was also the primary care giver for her for several years prior to her death and I began to worry that she (my mom) wouldn’t know what to do with herself when her mother died. On several occasions, I mentioned to my husband (Red) that if she didn’t already have grandchildren, my children, I would be seriously worried that she would wither up and die after my grandmother was gone. So, when Rose, my grandmother, finally passed, I began taking the trip to San Antonio from Houston every weekend to spend time with my mom. And then we, Red and I, decided to move….out of town.
February was spent traveling to visit my mom on the weekends and then packing boxes and traveling to Marshall during the week. This has been the slowest moving experience ever. It sucks. Really, really, sucks. I already hate moving. Everything about it causes my anxiety to rise and that was before the addition of children.
I also pulled the kids from their prep-school. To save the money, yes, but to give us more freedom to come and go from Houston as we needed to. Now my kids–my extremely active, easily excited and easily bored kids–are with me all day. Guess how my high my productivity has been? Yikes. February was brutal.
April was a hodgepodge of living in two houses at once, as our ranch house starts to fill up and our Houston house starts to empty. Not the most ideal situation but we rolled with the punches.
May has still been a little hectic, what with us trying to unpack and figure out a real groove. I am starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. The kids are going to, seriously, thrive on the ranch. We have already wrangled up some horses that we have lovingly named: Spirit, Chica Linda and Peppermint Stick. We still have a few left to name.
We plan on getting pigs and chickens and starting a garden. I’ve recently realized that we are on the verge of homesteading and that’s pretty exciting.
Life has taken and given a lot to this family in 2018 already. Let’s see what happens next.
Have I mentioned that I hate moving? I think (actually, I know) that I have. Our days are starting resemble some sense of normalcy and I’m so happy for it.
Still….boxes are still stacked in a couple of places in the house and it’s driving me insane. This has been the tricky part of downsizing for us. We moved into a much smaller house in exchange for acreage–great for our outdoor lifestyle. Not so great for all the stuff we had and still have. And, man, did we have way too much stuff.
We were paying month to month in our last home rental which gave us, probably too much, space to take our time moving. Our goal was to be completely moved in by the end of March and here we are– early May. Yikes.
For me, cluttered spaced clutters my mind. I don’t know how people *side eye to my husband* can throw clothes over a door or leave DVDs out. So for things to not even have a place yet is driving me a little crazy. And, if I’m totally honest, it’s mostly things I’ve accumulated since I started preparing to homeschool. Storing school supplies, what with the paper and notebooks and crayons and materials, is much more complicated to store than expected. I cant just toss it all into a lidded basket like I can with the toys and if I leave them out, the kids will run through all of the material in a crazy-short amount of time. I guess I’ll need to start looking into some small-space organizing solutions. Any ideas on where to start? Regardless, I’m taking it all in stride and enjoying so much of this new life.
This morning, the kids have hopped onto our buggy with dad and are off on another adventure. (The last time they left, they came home with an alligator snapping turtle that had wondered off after a heavy rain. Of course, we let him back out near a pond that is just beyond our back yard.) I’m currently enjoying the quiet house and my morning coffee, answering some emails and writing this blog post. I would have never thought that my life would have ended up here. Life is full of interesting surprises and you’ll enjoy them all much more if you go with the flow.