This may be one of the least interesting photographs ever posted to Chickenblog. I have posted uglier pictures, but none quite so dull. But the association I make with this image is very interesting to me, because it means that the carpet is 1. being replaced and 2. going to a good home. I am happy, they (on the receiving end) are happy... it's all good. And as a bonus, our home smells of fresh cut lumber.
And this is a thing of the past.
I love tools and industry and progress.
Speaking of industry...
Have I mentioned how much Maria loves being in school? Her half day in Ms Jane's class is not enough. She wants more time to color and play and climb trees and sing and paint and write her name, more time to shoot hoops and wash baby clothes.
She was about to draw William, but ran out of time. Considering she took the time to make my skirt a floral skirt, it's no wonder she couldn't get around to including all six of us, but she wants to finish her drawing. She also wants to write and count and color and run around and play with friends, so yes, Maria is happy in school and happy at home, and happy on the drive to pick up her brothers and happy eating inari and happy holding Betty.
Alex is happy. Robotics is really starting to pick up and it won't be long before we are in build season again. He is also taking a Japanese language course and AP world history and welding-metal shop and biology. I make sure to fill all his free time with packing, moving, cleaning, chores, drudgery and abusive manual labor, so that school will continue to be his favored sanctuary... I kid. Or do I?
William is volunteering at school, which is really totally cool, but he's so cool he will probably cringe when he reads this, so I will try not go on and on about how awesome I think he is. Okay, just one more thing: His work earns him a free lunch, so I am released from packing four lunches, which is nice for me... and come to think of it, it's probably even nicer for him. He never complained, but he has managed to escape ten months of peanut butter and jelly. Lucky kid.
Max got himself another great teacher this year and this combined with his own discipline and drive means that we have no worries. He takes care of business. No fussing about homework. No agonizing over assignments. I am not even sure I had to be at the parent-teacher meeting we had last week... he managed everything and I sat back and thought about what to make for dinner. His "worst" offense? Sometimes I need to nudge him from reading too much and not eating dinner or going to sleep... he's even got a reading list assigned for me.
I admit it: I do not want to clean Garage Mahal and disguise carpet stains. We still have 90% of our furnishings here, most of our books, clothes and loads and loads in the garage. The kitchen is mostly moved. w00ts! Lots of odds and ends are packed and/or moved, but we are getting down to the not so fun to pack stuff and the heavy things and the where does this go? kind of stuff. And it's just so much more fun at the new house then back here, where it's getting hard and old and dreggy. (whine-whine-whine) If I start now, I will have two and half hours to make everything look
Even in the midst of the drudge, you know these are exciting days ;-) As for tools and industry, I like them, too, but for certain things, I prefer to see someone else being industrious rather than my clutzy self.
So where does your 'puter live?
At the Birdhouse or the G'Mahal?
Do you not have a giant removal van pull up ONE day and do the move? How does moving DAY become moving month? (just tossing the question lightly in the air.....)
Are the floorboards and nice wood smell at the new place for you nice new owners, or the old place gettin done up all flash for the next victims?
Just being nosey...
On other matters, what LOVELY news about the excellent school arrangements and teacher love.
So I love everything, truly and totally, and what I most love is to hear how well the kids are all doing. Spectacular. Wish I could come over this weekend and help you get it all done (and you know that if I could, I would).
OK Natalie - I don't mind moving, I mind the packing and unpacking just like you. But you need to "Git 'er Done" at the Garage Mahal so you can enjoy the Bird House EVERY DAY!!!
Do what you can to make Garage Mahal presentable - how much will the landlord do over anyway? or is he expecting it to be completely ready for new tenants? Yeah, yeah, I thought so.
No more procrastinating!! But I do know what you are going through, LOL.
Such a lot to do... but it is so exciting too. :o) Bit by bit it will get done... really! Happy weekend to you all ((HUGS))
HA! You should have given us a countdown...cause honestly, I was riveted...not sure how much time you had left...I kept waiting and waiting...
Great job Maria!! That is a great picture you drew!
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