Thursday Work Day

By Moriah on July 11th, 2008

Today I finished the bathroom (looks even better than when we lived here before), one of the hall closets, and put a sizable dent into my bedroom. (Which is good because it was the last frontier.)

The boxes are gone! Actually, I think there is one left in Drew’s room (which I won’t open until after I paint his and the girls’ rooms). Oh, and there are two in the laundry room of old office stuff that needs to be sorted through. But there aren’t any boxes remaining out in plain view.

(Cue the Hallelujah Chorus.)

We’re going on a little out-of-town getaway this weekend with some friends. Should be fun. A babysitter is even written into the agenda. (As well as shopping, a possible spa outing, and dinner that I don’t have to prepare or watch the kids eat.)

Which is perfect timing because this unpacking thing is wearing me out.

Tired, thanks, and you?

By Moriah on July 6th, 2008

So… Fourth of July…

I unpacked my china cabinet in the morning (not so much because I care about that particular piece of furniture, but because the boxes were taking up precious real estate all over the room) and then late afternoon we went over to a friend’s place for a little birthday party combined with a 4th-of-July BBQ. Oh, and also a small Welcome Home Us was thrown in for good measure.

Dolly and Ethan came up for the festivities and ohmyword it’s been way too long. They are some of our closest IRL people. And, of course, it seemed like we’d never been gone. Don’t you just love friends that you can utterly be yourself around? I didn’t even bother with make-up because, hello, swimming.

(Not that I even got that far into the water. Two words: ICE COLD.)

We scarfed down our veggie burgers and then later gathered around the drive to set off a collection of do-it-yourself fireworks (which are perfectly legal around here, bytheway). The kids even were allowed to “help,” under careful adult supervision and they LOVED it.

I even heard Drew yell, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JULY!!!” in his excitement.

I have no pictures to share because a) my camera batteries are dead and b) the aforementioned no make-up.

Today we had a little more time with E/D & kids , sandwiched by more unpacking. I managed to run several boxes and rubbermaids up to the attic this evening, so it’s not quite as cluttered as it was. I even did a couple of loads of laundry and started the dishwasher (my reacquainted bff).

I, for one, am looking forward to resting tomorrow.

This post has nothing to do with July 4th but it is in fact July 4th, just so you know.

By Moriah on July 4th, 2008





Okay. Now we can have us a chat. (Do people blog on holidays?)

My plan worked! I was able to run to Walmart and then get the kitchen almost done after the kids went to bed last night.


It gives me a reference point to move outwards from and maybe we can start seeing some real progress soon.

(I’m also trying to ignore the urge to repaint all the walls. Priorities, you know?)

In other silliness, I discovered something yesterday. Madeline thinks toes are called ‘piggies.’

Like, for real.

Like, you might go to the doctor with a broken toe and he would reply, “well now, the x-ray shoes the fifth piggy is in fact broken.”

In all seriousness.

But I can’t bring myself to correct her.

At least for now.

Things Fall Apart

By Moriah on July 3rd, 2008

Apparently I forgot how difficult it is to unpack with three rambunctious kids underfoot.

And by that I mean impossible.

So our house will have to wait for evenings and weekends. I’ll just attempt to ignore all the clutter (and the whining) in the meantime.

You people are hilarious. Wave a little free Target shopping and everybody starts talking! I used‘s number generator and was rewarded with a cheery number 5. Commenter 5 was Babiesforruby. Congratulations! Email me your mailing address at Moriah (at) pleasepassthesalt1 (dot) com and I’ll send it off pronto.

Talk about commenters coming out of the woodwork – you know, you’re free to comment any time (doesn’t matter who you are), I promise I won’t bite!


"Many hands make light work"

By Moriah on July 3rd, 2008

The drive down South yesterday was fairly uneventful, just excruciatingly long. We sat for an hour in the morning waiting in line to pass an overturned tractor trailer; all our gas and potty stops seemed to take forever; and then a loaded-down U-haul truck doesn’t exactly drive like a race car. We pulled in around 2:30 a.m. and I have never been happier to see a guest bed in my life.

A friend watched my kids today while The Men unloaded the truck. Andy had this fabulous idea to unload the whole thing out into the backyard, and then pick out the furniture to place inside where it all belongs. Next we ran in all the boxes and miscellany to various spots in the house and by the afternoon, the house looked full again. Cluttered, but full.

You would really not believe how good it looks. (Relatively speaking, of course. I mean, I wouldn’t exactly enter it into a Parade of Homes contest. But it might be able to pass for the “before” shot.)


All the furniture is in place, several boxes are completely unpacked, the beds all have their respective proper bedding (which is also clean), and the kitchen is more than half-way unpacked. It looks like someone actually lives here! I even know where my coffee pot and mugs are.


It’s been the best move we’ve ever had. We had lots of help, and owe many thank-yous. (You know who you are.)

This is the first chance I’ve had to sit and now that I am, I’m about to fall asleep. So I’ll catch y’all later.


By Moriah on June 30th, 2008

I stayed home from church today. Drew woke up during the night with a nasty-sounding cough. Which throws a wrench into some of our plans – such as Sesame Street for him and Madeline tomorrow. I guess we’ll wait and see what he sounds like when he wakes up in the morning.

We’re crazy into boxes ’round these parts and it is such a mess! But surprisingly, I’m not all that stressed. When we left Ch@ttanooga before, we were also cramming in parties, dinners, and last-minute get-togethers. We don’t have nearly as much of that here. So it’s been a pretty relaxed packing experience.

We did have one last playgroup day at the park last week. I’m so thankful for those two women and their friendships over the last year. And then I did get to go to Jeannette’s baby shower and say goodbye to her and Em. And finally, last night we had dinner with the Livingstons and said goodbye to their crew.

Tonight we had Ezra and Alissa over for a last pizza-night and tomorrow we’re loading the truck. It’s sure to be a long day. Bring us some sweet tea, will ya?

7 days and counting

By Moriah on June 24th, 2008

VBS could not have come at a better time this year. Andy dropped Drew and Madeline off yesterday morning and picked them up again at noon. And it will continue all week.

Too bad I can’t spend my time at Starbucks instead of taping up boxes.

When they got home yesterday I asked Drew what he learned. He made the sign for “love” and threw his head back. I have no idea what that meant.

And then this morning, I told him we needed to get him ready so he could go to Bible School again and he immediately went, “I ALREADY WENT!” Apparently he wasn’t so excited about going back.

Just wait ’til he gets to Friday.

In moving news, I didn’t do a darn thing yesterday. I fought the guilt and melancholy over it all day and then realized my tired body was recovering from a long and busy weekend. I did clean my kitchen, did some laundry, vacuumed the downstairs, and then sat on the couch and finished my book. I mean, you gotta keep living! Even when there are boxes to pack.

But just because I was unproductive, doesn’t mean Andy didn’t get anything done. He finished his entire study/office, and even took down the wall full of bookshelves. He finished work last Friday, so it will be very fun and convenient to have him around all week. He also booked the rental truck. So we’re making progress but we still have a long way to go.

Poor Baby!

By Moriah on June 19th, 2008

This morning a friend came by and picked up Drew and Madeline for the morning. I resisted the urge to lay on the couch with my book (I’m almost done with Outlander) and managed to pack several more boxes. More importantly, though, I sorted through several years’ worth of papers and recent stacks of junk mail. I think paper clutter must procreate during the night. It seems like we’re always swimming in it.

When Andy got home from work he took the kids to the playground. It’s a little ritual they have. Tonight he brought Adelaide along for the first time. She sat in the wagon and Drew pulled her and Madeline (under Andy’s supervision, of course) all the way there.

Andy pulled it himself on the way home. He told me he looked back when the wagon suddenly felt lighter and found Adelaide face down in the gravel. He felt so awful. She had totally jumped ship.

Here she was earlier this afternoon:

And here she is now:

Poor baby!

This last one just cracks me up. She was trying to chew on her sleeve. Crazy kid.

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