We have been living here for over two months and BOY HOWDY I am getting tired of living half-unpacked. There are still boxes everywhere and many things are not quite put away and those things that are put away have been put away only temporarily because we needed to put them SOMEWHERE and there is as good as anywhere for now.
I've been trying to be all Rilke be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart about it and you know what? THERE ARE STILL TOO MANY BOXES AND TOO MUCH STUFF AND TOO MUCH UNSOLVED IN MY HEART.
The feeling of not being settled in one's home is not one that I'm all that good at just accepting. I want to DO something about it. I want to organize and hang things and buy organizational hohas that might transform the crap into ORGANIZED CRAP. And there are these two little people around who are conspiring to keep me from getting anything done above the most basic oh-hey- let's eat off of CLEAN PLATES okay?
I've been trying to accept the clutter, to just let it be and you know what? WHERE IT BE IS ALL OVER MY FREAKING HOUSE.
I have one setting at the moment: desperate to get things done before the long cold Little House on the Prairie winter OMG MUSKRATS ARE BUILDING THICK WALLS.
Poor CG. The work-week is a wash; we basically try to keep our heads above water. So we get to the weekend and I'm like YAY! WEEKEND! LET'S GET STUFF DONE! and CG's like YAY! WEEKEND! I NEED A BREAK FROM GETTING THINGS DONE! because, of course, he has one of those pesky job things where all week long he is pressed and pressed to get things done and then he comes home to ME. INSANE GETTING THINGS DONE WOMAN.
(AKA. INSANE CAPS LOCK WOMAN)
The sickness aspect of the whole household is not helping. Usually I could have our little neighborhood 6th grader come and play with Z for a few hours so I could get some things done but with Z still sniffling and E still coughing and CG still complaining of a sore throat and me still with bronchitis, we're pretty much still quarantined over here.
Quarantined and NOT GETTING THINGS DONE. ARRRRGGGG.