And they would do it 24/7 if we’d let them. Unfortunately, this silly subdivision only has sidewalks on one side of the street—and of course it isn’t our side so I still have to sit out with them for now. I was taking a pic of them when I caught Owen mid-fall (he falls in slow motion 99% of the time so don’t worry). 😂
Me: Owen are you okay?
Owen, snotty: It’s none of your business, mom.
Getting ready to race. (We bought the orange cone so drivers will see something different and maybe slow down. They go tearing down our street doing 45 which is impressive since we’re only three houses from a stop sign on either side.)
Getting ready for race #2 (I feel better with at least one of them on the sidewalk.)
Owen being silly.
Both kids have been troopers about moving, but they’ve both been sad and missing their friends (as would be expected). It was weighing heavily on me, even though there was nothing we could do about it (as would be expected). So we took them out to ride their bikes and get their mind off things.
And literally within 10 minutes, neighbors with two kids (a 5yo girl and 4yo boy) walked over and introduced themselves. After talking for a few minutes, the kids were off riding their bikes together in the cul-de-sac and then were invited to bounce on the trampoline. The parents offered to watch them for a bit while we worked. 💕
They were the perfect welcome for the neighborhood. And their kids (plus another neighbor’s 7yo son) are just what mine needed after leaving their besties.
When I went to retrieve them about two hours later, Katie was on the trampoline in a gymnastics leotard and when I joked about it the mom laughed and said they had a costume change and they might also have makeup on. I said I would expect nothing less.
[Note after a few days: So both kids have apparently found their new best friends. Our very next door neighbor is the 7yo boy and him and Owen are already thick as thieves riding bikes, playing catch, and playing basketball. The little girl is two doors down and is also starting kindergarten! They both come ring the doorbell and ask if the kids can come out to play. We love it.]
- Gurnee, we are in you.
- There’s nothing like a 13-hour road trip to remind you that douchebag drivers exist everywhere. It’s a good thing the kids weren’t in my car.
- The house…is a house. It certainly doesn’t compare to the house we just left and there’s lots of stuff we need to do to bring it to our standards (i.e. what I can stand to look at and deal with for three years) but it does have natural light going for it.
- I can see me visiting Chicago much like I visited DC…which is probably close to never. And DC even had all the free stuff going for it.
- I am exhausted and cranky so take everything I say with a grain of salt. 😂
- My brain can’t handle Central time yet.
Pit stop #1. I had to take Advil since Bella has been crying since we left at 7am. (Come to find out, her crate had tipped over, so…oopsie! I guess her crying was warranted.)
I also learned that Tom’s car is NOT comfy for me to drive long-distance. The armrests don’t fit me!! So for the second leg, I pulled out some pillows and all was well!
Katie loves these little seats. She doesn’t need to use them, of course, but she always has to sit in it.
So Caitlin had taken the kids for the afternoon so they would be out of our hair and able to play with their friends. After the truck left she dropped them off and we said our goodbyes and we were hugging and crying. After she left Owen asked why I was crying and I said it was sad to have to leave friends. And Katie pipes right up “Like Miss Julie who she drinks with all the time.” 😂 Leave it to a kid to make me laugh.
Our promised “crew of seven” were supposed to be here at 7:30 to try and start catching up. Notice I said SUPPOSED TO BE. The truck rolled in around 8:30. Here it is, taking up two neighbor’s driveways (which we had to run and tell them to get out of their driveways ASAP if they wanted out at all, otherwise they’d be stuck all day). Our house is at the very far right at the end of the truck. They only sent ONE packer. Hoo boy. But, on the positive side, there were six loaders.
Our staging area for stuff we’re taking that they don’t pack. It’s all suitcases, bedding, and toiletries.
We walked out to see the couch wrapped and up on boxes. It seems strange until you realize that makes it so much easier to wrap.
One bad thing is that the doors obviously need to stay open and it was godawful hot and humid so the inside temps were about 82°—even with the A/C running full bore—but a quick trip outside then back in told you it was still cooler inside.
Storm clouds were quickly moving in so they were hustling to finish. The temps had also dropped about 15° and a breeze had kicked up.
And to those who doubted me when I said we filled a semi…Here’s proof! (And keep in mind Tom already took up a 16′ truck—though, granted, not as well-packed as this one.) Unfortunately our work isn’t done as we need to organize and pack the small U-Haul with all the stuff they can’t take!
And to give credit where credit is due, the sole packer did get everything done and even left before the movers were done. (But that said, lots of little things got overlooked and I spent a lot of time finding stuff to toss in boxes so she could tape them up and inventory them.)
Right as they were packing up to go, the ice cream truck came by so a few of them ran down to get some ice cream!
So they did get it all done, but it would have gone A LOT smoother with a few more packers. I felt like it was way more stressful then it should have been.
I saved this photo many many months ago as something I thought I’d someday like to do. Well…today is that day!
So this is happening!
I opted to go for teal instead of the pink in the original photo…so I’m going to be a mermaid!!
I’m leveling up! (Yeah, that was a new term for me, too. It’s going up the color chart to a lighter color.)
The parts of my hair that aren’t being touched—a bun on the top of my head and the under layers pulled to the side.
Leveling up (yes, bleaching) completed. YIKES!!! I have never seen my hair this color. The cool colors come next.
Stage two: More colors my hair has never seen!! The next time you see me I’ll be done!
The final product: I totally ❤️ it. I’m sooo thrilled!!
And here are some of the pics my stylist took to add to her album—she was SO excited to get to do it because people don’t often choose these types of colors!!