Remember how I said I can breathe better here?
I also sleep better here. And this, for me, is a big, big thing.
The deep sleeping that happened this weekend may also, however, have been a byproduct of the fact that we have not stopped moving for five days. Between the hours of 6:30AM and 11PM, we’re hammering, folding, Home Depot-ing, arranging, and wrangling (animals and babies).
But let me take a moment to say: hello, my love.
I know you’re not going to believe me, but I have literally never been to Costco before in my life. I had no idea what I was missing.
That box of diapers that’s half the size of Kendrick cost just a couple of bucks more than the teeny-tiny package we used to pick up a couple of times a week from the corner bodega. Let’s not even get into the price of that dog food bag.
Proud new convert over here.
One thing we didn’t do a ton of this weekend: cooking. I whipped up some bacon-chocolate-chip pancakes on Saturday, and last night I made ribeye steaks and corn, but mostly we’ve been doing improvisational, whatever-we-can-scrounge-up meals…
like Top Ramen and Sauvignon Blanc, accessorized with some Yodels for dessert. (We watched The Rock while eating this particular dinner, so it was like a perfect storm of things I love.)
Of course, we took a little time out every morning for some family wrestling in our new bedroom. (I really love this picture.)
Two more things the weekend was full of: home improvement projects (lots of B&As coming your way!)…
and bubbles.
Oh, and bugs, but that’s another story. (Did you know that there a lot of bugs in your house when you live next to a lake and woods? This is something that hadn’t occurred to me pre-move, but oh it has occurred to me now.)
This is my favorite room, I think. I spent the entire afternoon there yesterday, catching up on work and making accidental eBay purchases (wait until you see the ridiculous thing that is about to become the centerpiece of our living room).
And if you’re in the New York area, you saw that torrent of rain that came down last night. I couldn’t resist. (The clicking you hear in the background is because when one of the stove burners is lit – we were boiling corn – the other one won’t stop firing…any suggestions? Google has failed me on this one.)
