Would You Be Mine? Could You Be Mine? Won't You Be My Neighbor?

The day started (like most have lately) with pain, fatigue and more packing. Enough to empty the entertainment center and a desk. I put up the "bat signal" in morning hoping someone with a vehicle large enough would come to our aid transporting bookshelves, the desk, etc. I was feeling pretty down on myself because I hadn't had multiple offers to help. I going down the "I have to do everything" spiral by the afternoon. So, I decided it was time to get out. After Riley's nap we headed over to Boo's house so we could play, but be near the new house when loads of stuff came. It wasn't until I got there that the clouds parted in my brain and I remembered it was a weekday and everyone was working, duh.

Help arrived around 4pm with a load of stuff from the old house and by 5:30p Mike was ready to start reassembling furniture. Riley and I invited ourselves to diner after Boo clearly articulated "cat-tah cheez" (cottage cheese) and Riley lit up like a light bulb and tried to run up the highchair. It's always hard to separate the girls between how much they love each other and how entertaining they are to their mothers'. I think toddlers should be used in conflict resolution senarios. How can you be mad when a tiny person is popping from around the corner yelling "I see you" and shaking their head while crooning "silly mommy!" I think it's impossible.

We managed to get over to the new house about 7pm. Mike brought in the washer and dryer, yay! Painting the baseboards was almost done and the entertainment center was waiting to be assembled. I think if we didn't have kids we'd be moved by now. Not only transported all our belongings but decorated all the rooms. Sigh.

Isaac took Riley into the backyard to play. Soon there was a shouted exchange over the fence and the neighbor's kids invaded. I love the choas a house full of children brings. It was so nice to put faces and names together. Not to mention make a second impression while conscious. They all played really sweetly and I got to chat with S and his wife. Mike popped some break and bake cookies in our new digital oven and the bonding was complete. It was heartbreaking when it all had to come to an end, but it was a school night.

There are moments of clarity in life when you just know without a shadow of a doubt what the next step is (I wish there were more). Forward motion is very necessary and very scary. The universe always pats you on the back when you've done the right thing if you make yourself open to it, at least in my experience. Thank God, for this house, this new start, and these wonderful neighbors.