The cat's out of the bag, and other such things

So much is going on....the cat is out of the bag....and my head is spinning. The kids took it about as well as I imagined about our impending move. Zack was crushed. Taylor was ambivalent at the time. Now I think the weight of all the changes is having a negative affect on her. She seems to be regressing back to when my inlaws first split up. My father in law has been pretty much mia, showing up only when it's convenient to him. She went through a period of acting out at school. This time she is super clingy and doesn't want me out of her sight. Now she's getting hit with more changes...bigger changes. I know how she's feeling. I just wish I could help her a little more. I do my best to reassure her, however it doesn't always work. One step at a time, right?

Today is hubby going away lunch. I was supposed to be there. Mother Nature seemed to have other plans for me. I got all the way down there and turned around and came back. The roads were getting bad, and I didn't want to wait around for them to get worse. Fear is a horrible thing. I'm sure I could have managed, but my fear got the best of me. I was scared of getting stuck either there where the lunch was or on the interstate, or worse in a wreck. I'm such a negative Nancy. I cried all the way home. The weight of knowing he's leaving in 5 days, plus the weather, plus the state our house is in, just all came crashing down. And I really wanted to be there. It's time to put my big girl panties on and deal.

Birthday boy

My birthday boy is turning 9 on the 17th. I can't believe it! I swear he was just a baby yesterday. When did get get so tall? When did his feet get so darn big? They're nearly as big as mine. He's going thru a growth spurt right now. He started out the year in size 8. He got off the bus the other day and they were up to his ankles! When did this happen? How?? Goodness...I'm not ready for him to get any bigger. He really is a sweet kid. He wears his feelings on his sleeve, and he's a smarty pants. Not that I'm biased....

I'm in the middle of trying to plan his birthday party. It's going to be the last one here, so we want to make it special for him. Oh my goodness.....I don't really want to go broke doing it. But I fear I'm headed in that direction. A bounce house, games, pizza and cake. I think. lol I'm on the fence about the bounce house, because that's what's so expensive....but go big or go home, right? I better think fast, the party is next Saturday!

Is it wrong that I am typing this and watching Zack and Cody on Deck? And laughing? Out loud? Shhhhhh, don't' tell.

2011

It's a new year...ready set go! Is everyone ready? I'm not. 2011 is going to be a big year. Huge. A little scary. One of our biggest adventures yet. We're moving....Hubby is supposed to leave by the end of the month and there is soooooooooo much to do. Every weekend is jam packed...two weekends away, plus Zack's birthday. It's overwhelming to think about, but I guess I need to get used to it and start packing some things to de-clutter the house. It's amazing how much stuff you accumulate over time-especially with kids. :) We still haven't told the kids we're leaving yet. We are chicken...how horrible is that?! I feel like a crappy mom....there is never a right time. We just have to do it and get it over with.

This week, Taylor is home. She had tonsils and adenoids taken out and tubes put in her ears last Monday. She is doing better...yesterday was the first day she didn't take any pain medicine. Wooo Hooo! Everyone tells me that after she heals she will be like a different kid. I'm still waiting....guess I have another few days to go....I'm hoping for the best. She needs a break! So does Mommy!

The new job

I noticed that I keep saying that it's real and here. A lot. That's annoying...not that anyone is reading this anyway. Hubby starts his new job on Jan 30th. I'm thankful that we get some time before he has to dash away and we have to live separately for the next 5 months. That is going to suck. A lot. I depend on him so much. There are so many other things that need to be fixed here, and it's going to fall to me to get it done. AHHH...no wonder I am beginning to resemble a whale. Can you say stressful?

I really am happy for him. He is excited for this new experience. They want him to fill the shoes of the boss who is retiring, which is pretty huge! It will be more managerial than anything, and I think that's something that he will flourish with. He's a people person, and has wanted the chance to lead for a good while now. So here we go!

Christmas is almost here...um, so not done with shopping. Not a thing wrapped. 0 stocking stuffers. And Christmas is. Gasp! Next week?? Really?? I'm hoping to make it out on Friday and have another dinner date/shopping date with hubby to finish up.

After Christmas the fun/work begins. Taylor has to have tonsils, adnoids, out and tubes put in again. I need to pack what I can that will fit into the car...what on earth will that be? And prepare to say goodbye.

So. Much. To. Do.

Crunch time

It's real. It's here. The job has been accepted. We're waiting to hear a start date. We haven't told the kids yet. I want to stay here and finish out the year with them. I think it would be much easier to start fresh next year. And it's the holidays. I'm trying to get in the spirit. Really I am. I force myself to listen to Christmas music, lol. I'm making room for our tree. I need to dig it out of the corner of the garage....I need to clean. Paint. Fix this and that. No, scratch that, I need to have someone else do it, lol. I can't fix a broken disposal. Anddddd......are you ready? The roof has a leak too. WTF. What is God trying to tell us here? Is he trying to make us poor? If that's his goal, he's doing a darn fine job. I haven't started Christmas shopping yet. Know why? Yeah...the next check is always going to cover something else. *sigh* This too shall pass. Right? Lord, give me the strength!

Interview

Yesterday was hubby's interview. It's real. It's here. No turning back. We're waiting for the call...I guess with in a week or so we'll know the inevitable. Until then, more waiting. Wait, wait, wait. I think that's all I do lately. What's a little more waiting?

Social Turkey

This past Thursday Hubby and I went to eat lunch Thanksgiving lunch with Taylor. All the kids rotate holidays, so all the parents have a chance to come and eat with their kids. Kindergarten and 1st grade get Thanksgiving, so it was Taylor's turn. She was excited to have us there. I always feel so bad for the little ones who don't have a parent show up. I mean, are you really SO busy that you just can't tear yourself away for your lunch hour to make your kid's day??

As we were waiting in a very long line, Taylor's little friend Becca was in front of her. She is a cute and lively little girl. Taylor was pretty insistent on sitting next to her, which was fine. But at one point Becca got a little ahead of the rest of us and I made Taylor wait on me and Hubby so we wouldn't get separated. Well. You would have thought I was asking her to kick her friend to the curb. Being social and sitting next to a friend was obviously more important than sitting next to her daddy and I for lunch. :) I had to keep from laughing out loud. I knew how she felt. I'm quite positive I would have felt the same way. We were dead weight for her. We needed to pick up the pace and keep up, or be left behind! Forget those sweet potatoes that looked like overcooked mushy globs of goo, we gotta get the right seats people!