And I guess I didn't realize how wimpy I truly am. But it's too late. Now, the only way out is through.
We got to the new place Wednesday morning and have spent the past two days sorting, unpacking, organizing and looking for the cricket chirping loudly in our kitchen. Somewhere.
The house is awesome. Now that the dust has settled on our remodeling projects and a few of our old favorites are out of their boxes, I can see what a great place this will be for our family. It might not have as much charm as our old place, but what it lacks in historic character it makes up in roominess, closet space and new carpet smell. So fun to have everything brand new!
I vowed not to go shopping until I had boxes unpacked, but today I just had to pick up a few basic essentials, like milk and Mentholatum (helps nostrils acclimate to dry heat), so I headed to the Fry's right around the corner.
Sixty minutes and $200 later, I emerged from Fry's with a serious case of ADHD. That store sells everything. Produce, dairy, patio furniture, pots and pans. Of course I totally forgot to pick up milk, but Sam and I did enjoy some quality time with Cliff from the garden center who educated us in the basics of desert gardening. And helped me pick out my first cacti! On sale!
The kids have really been pretty good. I just get annoyed when they start begging for lunch while I am trying to make important decisions like where to put the drinking glasses. (Above the dishwasher for easy unloading? Or next to the fridge for quick beverage access?) Leave me alone, hungry munchkins, drinking glasses save lives.
We've met two neighbors and the RS President brought dinner. Other than that, I love being anonymous. Knowing you won't run into anyone at the grocery store (except maybe Cliff from the garden center) is true freedom.
Pictures coming soon! Promise!
15 comments:
Yay! So glad you are there! Don't worry. School starts soon. VERY soon. We will be back soon!
well said! again, mirroring my life about one week behind. i moved all the dishes around twice in the kitchen before i was satisfied with the end result. and i've been caught once or twice with my nose in the carpet, inhaling deeply.
I'm so glad you made it, um, mostly intact. Can't wait to read all about your new life in the desert.
We landed in Utah on July 1 four years ago, and I thought THAT was hot! Good luck moving in, and always remember that you can rearrange your kitchen later if necessary (not fun, but it can be done).
I've been to Phoenix in July. I wondered at the time if truly I was visiting Satan's house. It was so.bloody.hot.
But I am so excited for the pictures!!!!
I want a pic of Cliff almost as much as pics of the new place.
I see you think like i do...organizing the house it way more important that our children's hunger pains, lol! ;-) I just like to get done and settled asap otherwise i feel crazy and moody. I just say to myself that they'll be better off when i am happy, ha ha! Of course that's what cereal is for right? Help yourself! Looking forward to the pictures.
Can't wait to see photos!!
hooray, you made it!! if i know anyone to make a house a home, it's you, gab. p.s. i never went into Fry's in california but always wondered about it. glad you got to some damage there. i can't wait to see how you spruce up the place!! have fun making some new friends; at your own pace of course.
Welcome to AZ!! It's a very rough time moving in summer!! Crazy folks!! :) You will learn to *love* it! In a couple months anyway!! I am in Mesa, born and raised. Every summer I always ask myself..."why do I live here?" But then remember Oct-April is perfect-ish! Good luck and hope you love your new home!!
Fry's sounds like my kind of place--I love that you forgot the milk!
Don't you hate it when kids actually expect to be FED!
Enjoy your time being anonymous--that sounds wonderful...
Feathering your nest perfectly takes total concentration and every second and most of the money.
Tell the kids this is an emergency drill—what if mom was blown away in a tornedo and they had to fend for themselves and have their stuff nicely unpacked and organized all by themselves before the police came to take them to a foster home. If it was done perfectly, they would be able to stay until mom come back from the tornedo with the most gaggy-treat of choice you never let them buy.
Good luck! This is a natural element for you—homebuilder from the day you picked us as daddy and mommy.
Happy Birthday!
Welcome neighbor! I like the Fry's market place too! If you don't mind my asking, what ward & stake?
How do you make everything sound like such a lovely adventure? Can't wait for pictures.
PS. Hate to burst your bubble...but darlin'...you're not going to be anonymous long with your talents!
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