via Instagram http://ift.tt/1ooQzKy We're getting close to opening day. #evenyear #capson
Thursday, March 31, 2016
Sunday, March 27, 2016
Instagram Fun
via Instagram http://ift.tt/1Mu3vdw The older they get, the harder it is to get a decent picture. I'm hoping it's a parabolic arch of age over time. We had a lovey day at church and are excited to spend time with family. #becauseofHim #heisrisen #familiesareforever
Saturday, March 19, 2016
Instagram Fun
via Instagram http://ift.tt/1R6K2zz We are SO thankful for our awesome family and friends that helped us today. We are overwhelmed with the outpouring of good deeds, time and help we've received thank you so much. #wewillbebacksoon
Friday, March 18, 2016
Moving
When Matt used to move all the time (more than the average persons life time I'd wager) I don't get much sympathy. I am having a hard time packing and moving stuff to storage. I am new to all this, especially the uncertainty. I keep wondering if I'm packing everything too soon or if in two days I'll be panicked, just throwing things in boxes. I want to be organized, I don't want to move a bunch of junk so I'm trying to declutter. It's hard when your heart isn't in it. I haven't been sleeping well at all because it's go go go all day then 11 pm hits and I am wide awake trying to figure life out.
The roller coaster of finding a home and buying a house and packing and moving and making plans has been tough on me. My emotions are all too close to the surface. One minute I am so excited for the possibilities the next I am wanting to curl up in a ball with a blanket over me and wait for someone else to take care of things for me.
Bottom line is, I don't want to do this anymore. I am tired of it.
I must though, so here I am dragging my feet with boxes ready to take apart my closet.
Here I go, wish me luck.
Wednesday, March 16, 2016
Instagram Fun
via Instagram http://ift.tt/1U8VgGz As I am packing I peaked in a folder and found an envelope that was given to Matt about 6 years ago. Someone kept papers from his moms funeral and tracked him down to give them to him. I leafed through it and I smiled at the pictures. I realized today, today is the day, 17 years ago Holly passed. I shed a tear or two, for the Mother In Law I never got to meet but I quickly smiled because I see the same twinkle in my Ty's smile that I see in Grandma Holly's smile. I know she is watching over us and just holds tight to her grand babies before letting them come down here to join our families. #familiesareforever
Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Still hunting
We have an offer in on a short sale, it's set to foreclose April 29th.
Will that one work out? Who knows? So
I've still been looking, along with half the congregation of our church.
Last night I saw a home pop up in a good price range, 4 bedroom 2.5 bath in a decent neighborhood. Still in the same school district and ward boundaries.
I text our agent, she scheduled a walk through for the following day. I didn't tell Matt I was walking through it.
All his eggs are in the short sale basket. It's his white whale and he is Captain Ahab.
We walked though it, it was pretty decent! Still a fixer upper with some odd style choices, but manageable. I called Matt and asked him to walk through the home during his lunch. He did so reluctantly. It wasn't his white whale by any means but it was good enough. After some discussion and what felt like a little prodding on my part we decided to put in an offer.
Our agent found out there was all ready another offer on the table and that offers were being reviewed at 3.
We offered what we thought was competitive but not crazy competitive. Matt is still fingers crossed for the short sale. Well turns out the offer wasn't competitive enough. There were 4 offers, two were WAY higher than ours and one at asking price.
The listing agent said that he wished he could have pulled for us, but the other two were too good not to work on those.
It was okay that the offer wasn't accepted. I am okay with it, but I was a little happy thinking that we'd be together as a family a lot sooner and we wouldnt have to wait to know what we're doing with our lives.
The roller coaster ride continues.
Friday, March 11, 2016
Easy and Hard
Moving is easy. Packing is Easy. Cleaning is EASY, in fact I dare say I enjoy a sterile clean place with nothing in it. Wiping down walls and vacuuming is therapeutic for me.
The hard part is the emotional side of things.
Last Tuesday Ty walked out of class bawling his eyes out. His teacher gave me a sad look when I picked him up. His sobs were loud, his tears were big, his beautiful blue eyes had puffy red underneath. I asked him what happened? Tuesday was the day that Ty and Mrs. Stolberg decided to tell the class that the 18th was his last (maybe?) day at Harmony. It wasn't so sad right then, but Ty started telling a lot of people about it, including the Librarian. When the Librarian heard, he wouldn't let Ty take his book home. He told him he HAD to keep his book at his desk. When in 1st grade, taking home your library book is a BIG deal. He couldn't bring his home and I think it really hit him what was happening. Ty's teacher spoke with the Librarian and told her that Ty couldn't take his book home. He started crying in the library and didn't stop until we got home. He begged me not to move. He told me he liked his classmates, he liked his teacher (he's come to REALLY like his teacher) he likes being a Harmony Husky. Why couldn't we find a house? Why do we have to move? I like my friends here. Of course, my vision started to blur from tears as he's sobbing and begging in the back seat.
He calmed down a bit, Matt came home from work, I was telling Matt quietly about Ty's difficult afternoon when the phone rang. It was Ty's teacher to tell me about what happened. She told me over and over how much she'll miss Ty in her class with his bright smile, his infectious laugh and his eagerness to learn. She says he is a very intelligent little guy (he's recently taught himself division and beams when Mrs. Stolberg lets him tell the class that 460 divided by 4 equals 115 and explain how he got that answer.) She got a little emotional about it so of course I got emotional again.
It's all really close to the surface. My heart is light and happy one moment then slamming against my ribs and forcing my tear ducts to explode the next. Not because I am worried about me, but because I wish my family didn't have to go through this, that my sweet loving 6 year old doesn't have to change his whole life.
Change is hard.
Why do we have to do all this? Promise, we've prayed and prayed. We never felt good about any other option but this one. Tough to explain to Ty though that we feel the best about separating our close family for who knows how long and that everything will work out.
I have filled out the paperwork and Ty will have his first day at Lone Pine in a couple weeks. Luckily it's Spring Break for the Medford folks when we move down so my mom planned a Utah trip then. Ty is really looking forward to that, to hang out with his Utah cousins. He is excited to live with Grandma and Grandpa and live by his Spence cousins.
My mom has been just wonderful planning Maylee's Birthday party and inviting all our Medford friends and cousins too for the following weekend.
Tomorrow we put as much as we can in storage and we'll continue packing, cleaning and moving through out the week.
This Sunday is our last (maybe?) in our current Lacamas Creek ward. I'll have mixed feelings, the problem is we don't know if it'll be our last or not. Who knows? Only God knows, it's all in His hands, He knows and we know He knows. It'll all work out and it will be the best possible solution for our family.
The hard part is the emotional side of things.
Last Tuesday Ty walked out of class bawling his eyes out. His teacher gave me a sad look when I picked him up. His sobs were loud, his tears were big, his beautiful blue eyes had puffy red underneath. I asked him what happened? Tuesday was the day that Ty and Mrs. Stolberg decided to tell the class that the 18th was his last (maybe?) day at Harmony. It wasn't so sad right then, but Ty started telling a lot of people about it, including the Librarian. When the Librarian heard, he wouldn't let Ty take his book home. He told him he HAD to keep his book at his desk. When in 1st grade, taking home your library book is a BIG deal. He couldn't bring his home and I think it really hit him what was happening. Ty's teacher spoke with the Librarian and told her that Ty couldn't take his book home. He started crying in the library and didn't stop until we got home. He begged me not to move. He told me he liked his classmates, he liked his teacher (he's come to REALLY like his teacher) he likes being a Harmony Husky. Why couldn't we find a house? Why do we have to move? I like my friends here. Of course, my vision started to blur from tears as he's sobbing and begging in the back seat.
He calmed down a bit, Matt came home from work, I was telling Matt quietly about Ty's difficult afternoon when the phone rang. It was Ty's teacher to tell me about what happened. She told me over and over how much she'll miss Ty in her class with his bright smile, his infectious laugh and his eagerness to learn. She says he is a very intelligent little guy (he's recently taught himself division and beams when Mrs. Stolberg lets him tell the class that 460 divided by 4 equals 115 and explain how he got that answer.) She got a little emotional about it so of course I got emotional again.
It's all really close to the surface. My heart is light and happy one moment then slamming against my ribs and forcing my tear ducts to explode the next. Not because I am worried about me, but because I wish my family didn't have to go through this, that my sweet loving 6 year old doesn't have to change his whole life.
Change is hard.
Why do we have to do all this? Promise, we've prayed and prayed. We never felt good about any other option but this one. Tough to explain to Ty though that we feel the best about separating our close family for who knows how long and that everything will work out.
I have filled out the paperwork and Ty will have his first day at Lone Pine in a couple weeks. Luckily it's Spring Break for the Medford folks when we move down so my mom planned a Utah trip then. Ty is really looking forward to that, to hang out with his Utah cousins. He is excited to live with Grandma and Grandpa and live by his Spence cousins.
My mom has been just wonderful planning Maylee's Birthday party and inviting all our Medford friends and cousins too for the following weekend.
Tomorrow we put as much as we can in storage and we'll continue packing, cleaning and moving through out the week.
This Sunday is our last (maybe?) in our current Lacamas Creek ward. I'll have mixed feelings, the problem is we don't know if it'll be our last or not. Who knows? Only God knows, it's all in His hands, He knows and we know He knows. It'll all work out and it will be the best possible solution for our family.
Thursday, March 10, 2016
Instagram Fun
via Instagram http://ift.tt/1Lfw8e0 I have been hoping and praying for a clear weekend to move all our things to storage. Do you believe in miracles? I do, it's been raining pretty consistently every day for quite a while. I see clear skies coming up exactly when we need them most 😇🙏🏻 #Hehearsmyprayers
Tuesday, March 8, 2016
Instagram Fun
via Instagram http://ift.tt/1W76xEp Packing has its perks decluttering and walks down memory lane. I get to remember how "tough guy" Matt used to think he was in high school and wonder where that shirt went that I am wearing in my BYU Student ID... Still don't know. I loved that shirt. 🤔 ❤️
Friday, March 4, 2016
Thursday, March 3, 2016
Hold it, it gets better.
We're supposed to move in two weeks and guess what guys, Matt has a Herniated Disc! He's on steroids to help with the pain and inflammation, but for now he has been coming home from work early every day writhing in serious pain and walks like a 80 year old man.
Life is hearts and flowers. I am seriously laughing about this.
Also, can you believe Trump won Super Tuesday? Hold on for a moment while I go vomit in the bathroom. I have never liked him. I'll take Obama for 4 more years over Hillary or Donald.
Why didn't the country vote for Mitt in 2012? He gave a speech today that made my heart bubble over. He called a spade a spade, Trump is an immoral, phony, fraud who has a ridiculous personality.
My 6 year old is more emotionally and morally stable than Donald Trump.
Life. Wow.
Side Note: I planted some Daffodil, Tulip and Hyacinth bulbs with the girls a few months ago. They are growing beautifully in our pots on the front steps. They make my heart happy when so much else is amiss.
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
Instagram Fun
via Instagram http://ift.tt/1oX7Ifu My boy had a long day at school. The girls were home with Dad, so we got some ice cream, just the two of us after school. Thanks for the gift card from Ty's Birthday @skearns219 it was the perfect way to spice up the typical Tuesday grind. #bigsmiles #sprinkles #coldstone
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