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We made it to New Hampshire on Friday without much fanfare. Our flight left Atlanta about 30 minutes late which wasn’t so bad as it allowed us to eat our dinner while we waited to take off. I attempted to strap Courtney into the toddler plane harness thingy* and she was having none of that. “Down! Down! Down!” she screamed and cried and carried on for the next 30 minutes, which is exactly how long it took us to get from the gate to the runway. So, I took her out of the damn harness and put her in my lap and she was fine and talked nonstop for the next 45 minutes. I’m not sure what our neighbors thought of us but I tried my best. And of course Courtney didn’t sleep on the flight and I had to resort to Elmo, who makes me want to stab a pencil in my eye, but it kept her entertained and out of my shrinking lap.
Anyway, we’re having a good time. Saturday was really nice, Sunday was icky but either way it’s COOL and pleasant, some would say cold, and we were wearing pants and long sleeve shirts. Our biiiig problem is that Courtney isn’t sleeping. She won’t nap and she won’t sleep at night. She’s screaming and carrying on and it’s exhausting. It’s not relaxing for me and while she’s not really behaving all that badly or anything, it’s stressful. I just want her to sleep! Our first night she screamed for 90 minutes when I finally gave up and went to bed myself and put her in the bed with me. And she crashed out. Both days she wouldn’t nap so I ended up lying down with her and I fell asleep while she read a book. This nap thing is working out and only briefly and kind of just for me for a minute here and there. My hope is that this sleep thing improves before we leave here on Friday because mama needs to relax.
Oh, and ALL she wants to do is play outside. Which would be PERFECT if it weren’t raining and cold.
So maybe when you get right down to it, there are things about this vacation that could be improved. I do believe the weather for Monday is continued crap, as I’m sure the sleep schedule is. For example, as I write this, Courtney has been in bed for 40 minutes and screaming that entire time. My guess is that when I go in there to go to bed, she’ll still be screaming and in order for me to get any sleep, I’ll have to pull her in bed with me. However, as of Monday night (tonight, I s’pose), we’re splitting into separate rooms and she’s completely on her own. Or so I hope…
*If you click on that link and actually buy the harness thingy, I think I get six cents. There, disclosure made.
Courtney and I are headed out tonight on our little jaunt north, to one of my favorite places on the planet. The temps look like they’ll be in the 70’s during the day and in the 50’s at night. FIFTIES!!!! I am beyond overjoyed. I’ve packed a sweatshirt and jeans and clothes one wears when it’s FIFTY-FIVE degrees out. I doubt I’ll need them but the fact that I even have them is so exciting to me. It would be so awesome not to sweat from every pore in my being…. Oh, and of course I’m excited to see my family. That’s always a bonus.
I’m putting the house stuff behind me and leaving Paul in charge of our future. I’m sure he’ll do awesome with his honey-do list (I know he’s reading this thinking, “when am I going to see this list??”) which is 10 pages, single spaced, typed, 8 font…
In the meantime, enjoy your weekend. A friend took this about a month ago, I love it. It’s so trashy. Courtney looked at it and went, “BELLY!!!” Hehe.
I kind of feel like Dooce except I’m short, I’m not blond, I only have one dog, Verizon isn’t paying me any money to write anything and I’m not living in Utah and don’t think I know many, if any, Mormons. But just like Dooce, I’m having house drama.
As I mentioned we found a house. And then we spent a day going back and forth about mortgages and the best way to pay for said house and how not to lose our shirts and what should we offer and why weren’t we rich. We also met with a contractor at the house (hmmm, I haven’t heard from the contractor….) to see what they thought the cost of renovations would run and if the house had good bones. By the time we did all that, got our crap together and the realtor drew up the offer, 48 hours had passed and it was Tuesday afternoon. As the realtor went to hit the “submit” button, he checked the website one more time to ensure he had everything he needed and saw that they had dropped the price AGAIN but they also had multiple offers on the home. So what did we want to do? Awesome, so now we’re in a competing situation with others but who knows who the others are and how many others there are and what those others have offered. We went ahead and cleaned up our offer to make it as attractive and easy as possible for the bank and submitted it.
And now we wait.
All we know is that our offer was received on time. And we keep waiting. It can take from 1-5 days to hear back from the seller. And we’re waiting as patiently as we (I) can.
And in the meantime, things are moving forward on our house. The buyer came by and did the inspection yesterday and we’re waiting on their punch list. And September 7th, the closing date, looms ever closer. And we still have no where to live. We’ve pretty much decided that we’re probably going to have to rent for a while. A month or 3. Not awesome but not the end of the world. A corporate rental (aka furnished) would be ideal but could also be really costly when you factor in rent and storage of all our earthly possessions.
So who knows what’s going to happen. I can tell you one thing for sure, I’m going to have this baby at some point in the next 2 months and it will need a roof over its head. As will Courtney and Hunter and Paul and I. I’ll head out with the realtor tomorrow morning just to keep looking and exploring our options since we just don’t know what’s going to happen. And then I’m going to go on vacation and I’m going to leave it to the man of the house to keep looking and packing and nesting (which we haven’t really talked about yet, hi honey (sheepishly waving from the kitchen) but there’s for sure a honey-do list) so when I get back, life is less daunting.
Wish us luck, I think we’re going to need it!
We do a lot of drawing around here. Sometimes Courtney will draw on her own, sometimes we do it together. Usually, she does her coloring thing while we do our coloring thing.
This is Paul’s coloring thing. I’m not sure what happened to my arms. Or my face. And the boobs are WAY too small. He does seem to think I have sticks for legs though…
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Upon further review, it is a bit Picasso-esque….
On Friday, Paul took the day off and we went to the aquarium. I was excited to take Courtney and to see her reactions to everything. I don’t think it was the best day for us to go. She and I were both feeling crappy and I was already so stressed about the house stuff. Paul said that her reactions to things were better in February when they went without me, go figure. But it was still a good time. Although, she was just as interested in all the little kids in the aquarium as she was in the fish, maybe more so. At least we were inside, in the air conditioning…
Courtney’s going to think I missed her entire life, there isn’t a picture of me anywhere.
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