Oh, well it sure has been a long time since we have had a chance to chat, hasn’t it? It is like we all got busy, and life whipped around us, no?
Alright, it’s me. When I say things are busy ’round these parts, what I really mean is things are Level Banana Pants kind of kooky 22 hours of every day. I know it has been almost 2 whole months since I have sat and taken the time to put down some thoughts. Forgive me. It is not the first time, and Lord knows it won’t be the last.
So I shall give a quick recap of life in the past 60 days. The basics are the kids are fantastic and growing so fast; with 2 toddlers and a 6 year old we stay hopping most of the time. Hubby is still doing amazing work as the stay-at-home parent and I have gotten back into the work groove after the first couple months of trying to find my way. Let me share some of the extra bits that keep us on our toes.
Starting with NYE, Hubby and I rang in the New Year with what I am calling the Poopocalypse. A 3 day gastro-bug ran through us and kept our respective arses stuck to the toilets for 3 days straight. I don’t remember how we managed the kids, I think the Grandmas stepped up (as usual) to help us out as our insides tried to escape us. It was a humbling, relationship-changing kind of event that still makes me cringe. But we lived and on we went with our lives.
Once the Poopocalypse passed, I tempted fate and on a whim decided that hubby and I should get our DIY on and demo/reno our 2nd bath and so we could list our house again in the early Spring. And so off we went, tore out the tiled vanity, the toilet and much of the rotten subfloor. What I should have considered a little more carefully is that we really didn’t have the time, money or skill to put the bathroom back together in a couple of weekends. But we bought a reciprocating saw, so what could go wrong?
It took many a weekend, but I was finally able to re-enforce floor joists, replace sub-floor, put down floor, redo the shower, and put in a new toilet and vanity. How – you ask? 2 words….”Dear Google.” This will have to be a couple of seperate posts to discuss in more depth. But we are almost out of the woods on this one. I think I have another 2 hours to put in this week to finish her off and once again have a working second bathroom.
During the longest DIY reno known to man, we had our middle daughter’s 2nd birthday party. And poor girl, she really got the shaft. 8 months ago our youngest daughter turned 1, and I went all crazy Pintrest stay-at-home Mom for that. Decor, 100 photos from her first year, strung up around the living area, custom cake and fancy crafts for the kids. Miss Middle now had a working mom, so for her birthday she got an hour at the local play centre, some cupcakes and dollar store goody-bags. She will have a whole lot more than just this to hate me for during her teen years, I am just giving her some early fuel. I judged me, so you can feel free to do so as well.
All during this, I have had some surprise health adventures, more to be said on this another time, but while I am well, I haven’t been well either. And some days the thought of the daily pace of our lives while the kids are so little takes my breath away. But then I remember this is our normal. We lean into the chaos, and when things seem to calm down a bit, we throw in a couple more flaming chainsaws to the juggling act.
The horizon is full of flaming chainsaws coming this way. We just listed our home for sale once again. I am not sure if I have mentioned, but we live in a 105 year old heritage home on a half acre. This is by no means a normal thing around these parts, so we need a very
crazy particular buyer (like we were) to come our way and we didn’t get that when we listed at the end of summer. So we try again, this time with an updated bathroom and a lower price. Keep your fingers crossed please.
“If your place is so nice, why are you moving?” This is something I hear all the time. When we bought the place in 2012, we had one child with no others on the horizon. In 2 years, we added 2 additional kids and we ended up putting our son in a school outside of our catchment for a number of reasons. Now we want to be near school and on a smaller property and still pay off some outstanding debt. That is the hope.
So that is the Coles notes of our life that we try daily to keep on the rails. There is more to be said and more to come, but know I have been thinking about what to write about for weeks, and I hope just this little snippet will start the writing ball rolling once again.