Moving stinks! But I am glad it's over!

Long time no write BLOG! I have been so busy this past week!! I decided to move, and initially thought it may take me a month. Once I started packing, I realized that I didn't need to keep dragging all this junk around with me, and I started purging...That lasted a week, and by the time I was done, I had decided that I didn't need a month after all! I ended up moving/giving away/throwing away it all in a week! Some of it was done in car loads, and there were three trailer loads.

I decided to part with a good many things that I have schlepped around with me for years. Some of them went because I was just tired of looking at them. Others went because I no longer needed them and quite a few items went, simply because they reminded me of lives past - and I felt they were full of bad karma. I am making a move for the better and I don't want or need that negative energy in the new space.

Especially, since my kids and I moved in with my boyfriend and his son...
Shock! I know, I felt it too.
Some moments I still do, and I get that drunk butterfly feeling in my belly.
=0)
You know the one. It's all good and I am smiling as I post this. He is my best friend. There is no one that I would rather spend time with. He makes me laugh, he makes me think, and he challenges me. He is supportive and thoughtful, kind and loving. I think sometimes it embarrasses him that I can so openly tell someone this. I would walk up to a complete stranger and talk their ear off about how wonderful he is, the wonderful things he does, and the way he makes me feel.

I love him.

I know how hard it is to live with someone though, I've done it. So far, this seems pretty easy. We're all learning each other's habits and schedules, and trying to be respectful of boundaries and personal spaces. My dog is having a harder time adjusting than anyone else. He has had to go through some behavior modifications since moving in, and he hasn't entirely liked them all.

The house is a mess with boxes, and items which need to be sorted through and put away. So far today I've emptied three boxes and it doesn't look like the pile is growing any smaller! There is also laundry to do, floors to sweep and I am dead tired and would LOVE to take a nap...

I've been a busy bee this past week, and from where I am sitting right now, it doesn't look like this weekend is going to be any better...OMG, could someone please shoot me?

I came home the other day with 6 bags of bagels, two loaves of bread, two danish (one raspberry and one cheese - cheese was #1!) and some dinner rolls. Someone laughed at all that bread, but know what? In a house with two adults and three teenagers (two of which are boys) who have all have 2+ friends here on a continual basis - I am happy to report that it is almost gone and none has been wasted. The best part of this is that I got it all at the bread store on Forest Ave/Stevens Ave and saved a TON! Who doesn't love that when you need to put all your extra funds into the gas tank of the car...

Anyway, I suppose I will go make dinner now. I couldn't tell you how many mouths will be around the table tonight. Although, it honestly doesn't matter. It is easier for me to feed them all of them (body and mind) while they're here - I don't want someone else doing that job.

I may not like the job they do.

Rock on with your bad self, I am totally rockin on with my new family.

H

Tuesday 6/24/08

Well, I had hoped that by the time this day came, I would be prepared. I had hoped to be able to rejoice and enjoy the freedom that this day would bring. Now that it is here, I am not ready to rejoice or celebrate anything about it.

What is this day you ask?

What is happening that should be cause for rejoicing?
(or in my current state of mind, non-rejoicing)

My boy-child starts drivers education today.

Now, don’t misunderstand me, or misconstrue what I am about to say. I am happy for him. Happy for the independence he will feel, happy for the status it will give him with his friends and classmates, happy that he will be able to drive himself to all the places he wants to go. But, there are some concerns I have regarding this day and what it is going to represent.

Yeah, yeah I know, I will have a teen in the house that I can send on errands when I don’t feel like dragging my lazy @ss out of the house – I can get extra chores out of him when he wants gas money or to take my car on a date because it is nicer than his.

That’s all old news. I went through that with my girl-child, see?

I also don’t anticipate any teary eyed calls at 11:00PM telling me he is lost and can’t give me a street name or a landmark, to be able to figure out where he is and then lead him home, like the girl-child has. He is already much better with finding his way to and fro, by using landmarks.

Anyway, he starts drivers training today and I am not happy about it.
I suppose the biggest problem I have with all of this, is that I told him I expected him to pay for his drivers ed. His sister paid for hers in full, before I would even let her sign up for the class.

Driving isn't a right, it is a privilege.

It isn't a basic need that I am required, as a parent, to provide. I am however expected to provide the 'building blocks of life' that he will need to go out into society and be a productive and responsible citizen.
That to me means, show him what it takes to make him self sufficient:
1.) GET A JOB
2.) PUT YOUR MONEY IN THE BANK
3.) KNOW YOUR LIMITS AND SAVE FOR WHAT YOU WANT
(this would also include a lesson on the difference between want and need...)
4.) BE RESPONSIBLE FOR YOURSELF

So, what does my son go and do? He talks his father into paying for his classes. What a weasel!
Now, even though I've gone on about this class at length, it's really nothing compared to the fact that he has to take SUMMER SCHOOL and this driving thing is interfering with his education!
That makes me REALLY cross! Leave it to my EX to go and make a decision without consulting me (the other parent) and screw something up. Now, I have to get involved in something I had no part of, and try to make things copacetic for everyone involved.

Education, is always more important than fun.
At least in my opinion, and when we're discussing my teenage children.

Rock on with your bad selves, I got a mess to clean up.

H