We are officially no longer apartment dwellers. I handed over the keys this afternoon to the office and squeeled with delight to finally put that situation behind us. We closed on our new house a little over a week ago and then left to go out of town the day after we moved so we really have only been in the house for a couple days. It’s amazing how much difference the extra space has made and just to be in our own space also.
The last few months in the apartment were especially trying. There were several times when disagreements would come to a head and without a place for us to cool off we both kind of internalized the anger and resented the other. I think we both were still reeling from the circumstances that led up to us having to move into this tiny apartment. Even those things were out of our control and we believe that everything happens for a reason, it was hard not to be disappointed that things were different from what we expected. I think one day we will eventually get over those hurt feelings. (Another story, another day, I digress). Logistically living in less than 500 square feet was kind of a nightmare. Some spaces had to double because there was literally nowhere else to put things. The living room was doubling as a shared bedroom, dining room, playroom, and office space adjacent to a tiny kitchen. Every dish needed to be washed and put away every single night otherwise the kitchen counters were covered in dirty food particles. In fact, if things weren’t cleaned up and put away all the time, the mess would spiral out of control quickly. Piles on the floor weren’t just annoying, they were infuriating because in a tiny space it was a big deal. The baby slept in our room and by slept I mean he alternated between crying and pushing us out the bed throughout the night. Ever. Single. Night. Because the walls were so thin and I wanted to be considerate of the neighbors I adopted some pretty unhealthy sleep habits in order to keep the baby from waking others up. It also made me a rather shitty parent because the kids couldn’t play like normal without being told to stop or keep it down. All that made me really anxious, coupled with not sleeping, I snapped at Brian and the kids a lot. Lord, pray for their forgiveness and send some money for their future therapy bills.
One of the few (only?) things I’m going to miss about the apartment is the pool access during the summer. And I guess not all memories from the apartment are bad because we sure did have fun going swimming and it was nice to see Nolan and Leah both grow and become more confident swimmers. They both sort of turned into little fish in the water and I’m proud of how well they did on their own and how much they advanced in such a short period of time. I realize that this one of those standard milestones that only parents get excited about and I fully acknowledge how dorky and lame that makes me sound, but I also take it as a small affirmation that I do not completely suck as a parent.
Now that we are home and digging ourselves out of boxes I’m really excited about decorating the space. I wish I could fast forward past all this grunt work and get to the decorating. The menial task of unwrapping glasses and shuffling boxes around the house is sooooo boring. I can already tell that we have too much crap and I can’t wait to purge most of it. I have frequently joked that I thought it would be easier just to burn down all our stuff and start over than go through each and every item or random tchotchke. A clean slate sounds really enticing. I also loathe moving. This is not just because I like to buy things and shopping is a minor addiction of mine (minor/major, same thing, right?) I’m currently on a Super Target detox until I at least get the kitchen and living room unpacked. I even went cold turkey a week ago. Hugs not drugs, friends, and friends don’t let friends go nuts at Target either.
SO, lots going on in our strange life. I have so much to write about the last couple weeks, including our weird Ritz family Christmas and traveling half-way across the country for the holiday that I can’t wait to get up on the blog soon.