Hey, Anna-Liza here, surrounded by full boxes and empty shelves. We’re living in the new house (if you can call this living – it’s sort of like camping without the s’mores) but not completely moved out of the old one yet. I thought I should take a moment to bring you up to date. Might be two moments. Or so.
Let’s see, we started moving on the first, and we have until Sunday to be completely out of the old house. There’s still lots to do, although all the big stuff is moved, mostly small stuff that just didn’t make it into the first, second, third round of boxes and stuff in the garage. We’ve had good weather up ’til now – but today it got cold and started snowing. More of the same expected all weekend.
And Mr. B started throwing up tonight. After Darlin’ K had gone to a fire show in Boulder with a friend. Not sure if he’s contagious or if it’s just from the entire bag of gummy bears he ate earlier in the evening. I’ll tell you what, nothing quite matches the aroma of barfed gummy bears. He mostly made it to the bathroom before throwing up, and he didn’t cry very much. Pretty good for just five years old. Poor kid.
Tracking back a bit, Knitting Sprite’s baby shower was last weekend and I gave her one of the handmade things, a knitted snowsuit made from a “furry” brown yarn, with bear ears on the hood and purple-and-green buttons. I wouldn’t describe it so completely except that I am losing my mind every single day forgot to take pictures before I gave it to her. I’ll have to get some from her, and then I can show you. It’s ridiculously cute.
Speaking of forgetting things, I have been losing stuff right and left. I know it’s mostly because we’re in the middle of moving and whatever isn’t still packed doesn’t always have a permanent home yet, but still. It’s driving me nuts. I have lost my reading glasses twice, my phone charger (luckily K’s is the same kind as mine), the blanket I’m working on for Wee Sprite (twice also), and … and … well, there was something else that was really pissing me off earlier because I couldn’t find it, but now I’ve forgotten what it was.
Damn and blast. I’m going to go put books on shelves. I know it’s weird, but having the books on the shelves will calm me down. See ya when I surface again. Maybe after I’ve figured out where to put the food. The kitchen has tons of storage space, almost all of which I need a two-step stepstool to reach.
Oh yeah, it was the duct tape. That I couldn’t find. To tape the kids to the walls. Still can’t find it.