Well. I certainly did not think I would stay away this long. The last time I moved was nearly 17 years ago. The kids were 4 and 1 and we owned a bed, a crib, kitchen stuff, and clothes. And toys. Lots of those.
I was all sassy, thinking with packing and sorting and getting rid of stuff over the last couple of months that I had paced myself.
Son a freaking bitch. I had no idea.
I do now know what the term bone tired really means. I have felt it for a week or two now.
We still have about 15 boxes unpacked. Since I am living without whatever is in them I am OK with that today.
I was going to try and finish unpacking this weekend, but got sidetracked by emergency sirens and phone calls.
Mesmerized all morning by the live news shot of Hilo Bay where the tsunami was going to hit first. It is a horrbile thing when one watches the tide moving in and out three times and wonders when the real deal is coming. Apparently I am the victim of too many action films.
But really very thankful that Hawaii is OK. My thoughts and prayers go out to the victims of the earthquake and is it just me or does it seem like there have been a lot of natural disasters this year?
I miss all my internet buds. It will take awhile to get around to everyone and I feel like I have been in a cave. Reading posts after being gone for awhile feels like walking into a movie half way in.
So I'm back. Or at least trying.