T-10 Days

And we're off...

Moving day is 10 days away. The "new" house is almost completely painted and awaiting our arrival. We have the living room and one bedroom left to paint and then it's over, finally. However, the "old" house is in no condition to say we're ready to move. We found out 5 days ago we were going to be allowed to break our lease and be out by July 1st. Let's say the word overwhelmed has passed through my mouth a few times.

I can't do much. I'm great at planning, organizing and directing but there is no one to do the work during the day since Billy is at work and I'm on restrictions. Did you know that a box with plates and bowls in it was more then five pounds? Heck, a box of Addison's clothes weighs more then five pounds. I'm on a five pound restriction. I've been a little lax on following it until tonight. I bent down to pick up my 25 lb daughter and my back went out like a 90 year old, my contractions hit like a brick and I almost dropped the daughter who was already sobbing. Yep, I'll listen now. It just limits what I can do which makes getting ready to move extremely overwhelming.

We've talked about getting people to help but I almost find that harder then us doing it ourselves. I mean let's be honest, we packed our entire house in Robbinsdale in one week and moved from Minnesota to Iowa, I'm pretty sure we can move 30 minutes away when we have 10 days! Easy-peasy! My husband is crabby but trying to keep a smile on his face as I remind him that when he gets home from work the packing begins, the baby needs a bath, I need him to carry this to here and that to there and dinner dishes need to be put away. He's not over-worked or overwhelmed, I'm sure of it!! Tonight was the first time I've ever sensed just how burnt out he's become when he said to me, "remind me to never have sex with you again, I can't stand you being pregnant". I know he meant it with love and frankly I have to agree with him! This pregnancy isn't exactly what we were expecting since with Addison I worked, as a hairstylist, on my feet, until she was born. Oh well, 9 weeks left!

So here we are. It's 10:47 on T-10 days and we have zero boxes packed, lots of piles made and a lot of garbage. T-9 days is looking hopeful that I'll get my closet packed, it helps I can fit in like 3 shirts hanging there, and possibly start on Addie's room. He'll come home and have to move boxes but it's one less thing I'll have to ask him to do.

Say a prayer we make it. Say another one that Evie stays in during the next 10 days and lastly say one that my husband doesn't leave me while I'm sleeping!! That's a joke, he wouldn't know what to do without me!