It's been a week. The hardest one yet. I'll recap.
The weekend was full of double shifts, long days and long nights. Packing up the condo in my hour between jobs. Stressing about the actual move.
Packing up my stuff from the old house. Remembering the day we moved in, a house full of promise.
A message on my cell phone saturday night saying that eliza had jumped from a high spot and broken her foot. Shane leaving the kids with his mother as he left on a business trip. Remembering our trip to miami last fall.
Trying to call and see how eliza was, calls unanswered, messages not returned. Having to get a friend to call and speak to my mother-in-law to find out what was going on. Hysterical calls from eliza begging me to go and get her. Why did i have to work? Why couldn't i just call in sick and go get her?
Moving early monday morning. Going to the house and having to see my mother-in-law for the first time. Her refusing to look at me. A curt exchange of information about the kids. Leaving my old home half empty.
Unpacking the house in a rush so that i could finally go and see my kids. Pick them up from school. Excited to see the house.
Happy children. Feeling better.
Call from school parent. Wants to meet with me. Asks me to resign as president. Tears flowing. So much work. Years of work left unappreciated. Refuse to resign.
Back to double shifts on wednesday. Kids go trick or treating without me. My wonderful friend brings them to the restaurant to see me and march around in their costumes.
This morning babysitter cancels. Call in sick to day job. Have unexpected day with parker and eliza.
We wander out to get fire wood from the shed and a large buck is there. He stares at us gently and continues foraging right in front of us. We are happy. We feel at home. Our new home is perfect.
I finally found my camera cord and will take pictures this week. Begin writing again. The therapeutic sound of keyboard clacking. Sitting by a warm fire while my kids explore the new home. Become part of the history of this hundred year old home. We can hear the generations of children that have laughed inside these walls.
The promise of a new life with new hope is sitting here. Waiting for me to let it begin.
Posted by Jess at 10:08 AM Permalink
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Stress upon stress....it does sound busy, and difficult. I'm glad you are officially moved in, and the kids can get used to and begin to enjoy the new house.
Animals, deer especially always leave me with a feeling of calm and solitude when I surprise them.
I'm sorry to hear about mother-in law, perhaps in time she will begin to understand.
Hope Miss Eliza is feeling better. And I'm glad your wonderful friend popped the kids by last night, so you could feel a part of hallowe'en, even if you did have to work.
Time to let it begin Jess, and watch it unfold.
Biggest Hugs.
Posted by jessica | November 1, 2007 11:21 AM