We move in 28 days. Twenty. Eight.
We went from just looking to owning a new home so fast that I think I’ve now began having cold feet. I’ve started panicking, thinking we can’t afford it, we didn’t think it through, we jumped in too fast. But when everything is said and done, I remember that I LOVE the house and the possibilities are endless once we save a little more for the renovations we have in mind.
With our enormous childcare bill each month, we’re now going to be in a tight financial bind for the next 12 months, but we knew that going in. It’s just a little daunting thinking that we’re putting out a HUGE portion of our income in childcare and mortgage costs alone.
Welcome to big city living.
I’m managing my house, my children, my job, the packing, the purging, the lawyers, the realtor, our bank, my business and I can’t seem to find enough time to do everything. I’m staying up later, getting up later (meaning narrowly being late for work each day) and lacking any semblance of normalcy at the moment.
Though I find it extremely nerve-racking, I am better at organizing, prioritizing and more productive. (Not that you could tell from the state of my house at the moment because HOLY. SHIT. it’s a mess.)
I’m stressed.
So stressed.
I worry, I over think, I compare, I am pessimistic and I can’t stand when Someone* is not doing as much as I think they should. I get upset and angry; I lash out at Someone when Someone comes home late from work even though I know Someones hands are tied. I know what the construction industry is like, yet I feel this resentment and anger that I am on the short end of the stick all the time.
(The next three paragraphs had turned into a woe is me rant about how hard done by I am so I erased them…everyone’s problems are significant to them and really? I have nothing to complain about at the moment. Things are on the up swing and we’re moving to a new house with a POOL!! I can’t complain. I’m just stressed and closing in on my capacity of handling things somewhat efficiently before I start dropping balls.)
((Moving day hasn’t even arrived yet.))
(((Or BlogHer.)))
((((When I asked Mike what he would take care of the weekend I was away at BlogHer he said “Well, I’m not packing or anything. I have two kids! How do you expect me to get anything done?”))))
(((((I replied with manic laughter.)))))
((((((He got mad at me.))))))
((((((Someone bring me some Xannax at BlogHer please?))))))
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*Someone who shall remain nameless because apparently I’ve been nagging and harping a lot. It doesn’t feel like nagging or harping when that person’s name is not associated with the nagging words so it’s better this way. Says I.
jenni williams says:
Bwwhaaahaa. Love dh’s comment. The good news is he thinks you have super powers, since you CAN pack with the two kids.
samantha Reply:
July 3rd, 2009 at 9:20 am
And! Make dinner while I pack and entertain, get snacks, put a load of laundry in, start the dishwasher and make phone calls.
*sigh*
I don’t understand why Someone can’t multi-task. It infuriates me.
Are you bringing me Xanax?
WhyMommy Reply:
July 3rd, 2009 at 10:09 am
Oh, this is so familiar. It’s amazing how much we moms manage to get done, isn’t it?
July 3rd, 2009 at 9:15 am
jenni williams says:
I am not going to Blogher… SOB
I really wish I was though. Can I send it UPS?
July 3rd, 2009 at 9:22 am
Sara @heartmychloe says:
I’m giving you a plant as a housewarming present. It’s something else you have to take care of.
July 3rd, 2009 at 9:42 am
Colleen says:
I’m so sorry to hear about your husband. I’m sure you’ll get off on a temporary insanity plea for removing his testicles with pliers and then dousing them with vinegar. You were completely justified in doing so when he claimed ““Well, I’m not packing or anything. I have two kids! How do you expect me to get anything done?” If you didn’t do it, you really should consider it. It would be well deserved.
July 3rd, 2009 at 9:46 am
Midwest Mommy says:
Oh, I don’t know about the meds but man the booze will be a flowing, lol
July 3rd, 2009 at 10:15 am
Debby Pucci says:
First of all your business looks exciting. Best of luck. The best thing about a move is getting rid of stuff. It makes you do things that you wouldn’t have done without the push. Oh and I just love your husbands answer about having the kids to watch while your at BlogHer. I think I would have thrown something.
July 3rd, 2009 at 10:18 am
cindy w says:
I’m so with you on the freaking out. We close on July 21st – two days before I leave for BlogHer. Fabulous! Seriously, I’m having anxiety attacks, nightmares, the works. So I totally feel you on that one.
I’ve informed my husband that he WILL be working the weekend that I’m gone to BlogHer. My (wonderful, lovely) cousin will take my 2 year-old during the day, and then ship her husband off to help Dave with packing & moving. It’s a brilliant plan, now let’s see if it works.
July 3rd, 2009 at 10:45 am
Emma says:
Yeah, I am getting a ball of stress in my stomach just thinking about all the stuff you are juggling.
I will be passing you a drink in Chicago. You’ll need it more than me.
July 3rd, 2009 at 11:13 am
ali says:
well, obviously, you KNOW I can relate!
July 3rd, 2009 at 12:23 pm
Kellee says:
Woooow. You do have a lot ahead of you! Good job at trying to keep it all together and staying organized. And I love that picture too, by the way. Just take one day at a time. Allow yourself a glass of wine. Stay as calm as possible.
Being alone with the kids will be good for Mike. He’ll appreciate how you get it all done. 
July 3rd, 2009 at 1:55 pm
Chibi Jeebs says:
It is genetically impossible for men to multitask (well, successfully, at least) — they are seriously incapable of the skill.
The closing on my condo happened so fast (4 days from first visit to signing the papers at the bank), I damn near tossed my cookies when I had enough time to breathe and contemplate what I had gotten myself into. That being said, I made an excellent decision that I haven’t regretted for a moment (except recently with our deck BS).
My office is on the owner’s property. He has a pool. I was gazing at it wistfully yesterday, hoping that one day I could have a pool in my backyard. Then I remembered that The Man-Thing can’t swim, and figured it probably wouldn’t be fair to expect him to be the pool boy if he can’t use it. *kicks dirt*
*squishy hugs* for you!
July 3rd, 2009 at 3:03 pm
Krystle @snarkykisses says:
Packing is such a beyotch! But, it’s totally worth it and I am SO excited for you! NEW HOUSE! WITH POOL!
July 3rd, 2009 at 11:23 pm
flutter says:
Oh, man. I will be sending a martini, stat.
July 4th, 2009 at 3:56 am
kittenpie says:
Moving is always stressful. Always. No way around it. Just think forward – it’s only one month, and then you have your awesome new home! You can make one month for that light at the end.
and hoo, boy am I familiar with the money stress – becuase the Bun starts daycare in Sept., I am freaking out. How will we pay an extra $800-1000 a month? No idea where that’s coming from. the next year gets easier, becuase Pumpkinpie will be in full-time school, so her care gets way cheaper, and Misterpie’s salary goes up annually still for several more years, so it will balance out better, but until then, it’s going to hurt.
July 5th, 2009 at 11:14 am
Gina says:
I have a Someone, too. And he can’t multi-task. Also, he subscribes to the “you’re better at it than me so you should do it” club.
July 6th, 2009 at 12:09 pm