Sunday, December 27, 2009
Party cancelled
I thought I was so smart planning out a Wine and Cheese party. What a great way to jump start our social lives in a new city. Little did I know that my husband would be sick for the first time in years and I would have to cancel. I have to admit it was very disappointing. I don't know when I will reschedule the party. I am thinking Groundhog Day or Valentine's. I am so disappointed.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Try again?
I want a second baby and I want it now. Well I don't really want it now, but we better start trying this month or I will chicken out and Keira will be an only child. I have already started brainwashing her whenever we see babies. I hope it works. I guess maybe I should try to get my husband on board. He should be used to changes by now. New job, new home, new city, new everything!
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Boxes everywhere
We moved to Quispamsis the first of December, so I have been busy getting everything set up. You may think that everything would be perfect in the house with all thee time that has past. Unfortunately, that is not the case.
On November 27th our house in Fredericton was supposed to close and our house in Quispamsis was supposed to close. I have learned my lesson to never rely on a closing date, real estate agents or lawyers. We were going to be homeless for the weekend. Luckily, my dad stepped up to the plate and offered to house us until we moved into our new digs.
The three of us slept in Dad's double bed, while he slept in a chair, on the couch or at his friend's house. Actually, in a way, it was a good thing. It had been so long since we've had human contact outside of our core family, that I was grateful for new conversation outside of chores and schedules. I think it was good for all of us and it made me feel like we had really moved back home.
So now we are finally in our new home and it is gorgeous. I walk from room to room admiring the craftsmanship. We are so lucky! My eyes pass over and beyond all the boxes that need to be unpacked into my imaginings. Soon this house will feel like home. I can't wait to have a party!
On November 27th our house in Fredericton was supposed to close and our house in Quispamsis was supposed to close. I have learned my lesson to never rely on a closing date, real estate agents or lawyers. We were going to be homeless for the weekend. Luckily, my dad stepped up to the plate and offered to house us until we moved into our new digs.
The three of us slept in Dad's double bed, while he slept in a chair, on the couch or at his friend's house. Actually, in a way, it was a good thing. It had been so long since we've had human contact outside of our core family, that I was grateful for new conversation outside of chores and schedules. I think it was good for all of us and it made me feel like we had really moved back home.
So now we are finally in our new home and it is gorgeous. I walk from room to room admiring the craftsmanship. We are so lucky! My eyes pass over and beyond all the boxes that need to be unpacked into my imaginings. Soon this house will feel like home. I can't wait to have a party!
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