* lots of spelling errors and random around-the-bush type of thoughts ahead! Read with a soft heart*
you know what they say….
it ain’t over until the fat lady sings.
well folks… the fat lady… whoever she is… has not sung.
our closing date has been moved to maybe september 4th.
this is heartbreaking since we have been sooooo patiently awaiting this freaking closing of the house and now because of an unknown glitch in the sellers documents …. we have to wait longer.
* recap* – we are moving to the burbs. Matt has a new awesome gig. We had to buy a house in 6weeks and have been living like nomads since June 28! … and go*
At this point, i am a hotel living pro… we are all hotel living pros.
I’m getting used to the midnight crash bedtimes, the hotel breakfasts, the air, the housekeeping, the eating at restaurants every single meal, the bleeding of my wallet and the over chlorine pools.
Lily starts school on wednesday… while we are still in a hotel… and this makes my heartbreak.
I really wanted and expected to be in our own new home when she started 5th grade.
What I really feel like doing is stomping my feet and screaming and yelling. but i’m over it. I need a hug, I need everyone to say… this sucks.. this is kinda normal in the new york market when you don;t have family you can move in with and you HAD to find a home in 6 weeks before moving out of your home! DAYUM!
We have maybe gotten into a rhythm this hotel living thing and our summer has been nothing but adventures and new places and amazing food and indulgences we normally wouldn’t engage in. So no complaints.
right? not really.
i feel bad for Lily… she’s nervous and she’s starting a new school and a new town and a new everything. But she’s amazing and strong… and it’s an adventure. we keep reminding her of that.
Hey you know what’s awesome… our friends.
This whole experience has taught us the value of friendship and reminded us of those amazing wonderful people we will be growing old with. just think… porch swingin, mint julip sippin, late night chattin, old folks commune livin…
// To lenore for being my constant amazing pillar of support, humor, art, dance, laundry and love.
To my sister and brother-in-law for constantly checking in on us and reminding us of the awesome life that awaits us when we do move in.
To Carrie for the playdates and looooong hikes with 2 slooow toddlers.
To Sharon for the mad love. the food, the wine, the gifts…i mean love love love love… unconditional.
To Leigh for the pool party to say – welcome to the hood!
To Anna for volunteering to take the kids AND the dog… you can have them ( some days)
To Lara for the invite to PA…
Kathy for offering to open up her home
To our parents for … well everything. do i even need to mention them!
We feel semi normal thanks to the support of our friends. //
I totally am aware that we are OK and it is all going to be OK and we are “moving to a freaking coveted part of the burbs for christs sake” … as commented on a previous post. ( thanks for that stern reminder in a meanie face tone)
Yes I get it… but my struggles and battles are mine and I am going through it. don’t negate this.
We have to function, with Matt’s demanding full-time job , My many freelance gigs and many many coveted projects and press trips i’ve have to turn down, my potential tarnished reputation professionally, juggling a 2.5 YO MOTO who does not ever stop moving, a 10YO who is starting a new school, new town, new everything.. while also trying to figure out how to be 10!
It’s my struggle.
I thank my friends, family and YOU…. dear reader… for being a constant. The best part about this blog is sharing my daily grind and getting the gift of advice and support from unexpected spaces. I thank you for that.
ok so back to the moving date… september 4th… at the earliest. Cross all yer fingahs and toes!