Monday, April 08, 2013
And we're on the the "simplifying" aspect of my recent moving experience.
It sounds very cleansing doesn't it? Ridding one's life of excess and clutter, and focusing on what is really important. Getting back to the basics.
I've had my ups and downs with the simplifiying aspect...but I think the worst of it is over now.
So, the children and I moved into my parents basement for a week while my husband rapped up the moving and cleaning of our old home. In the meantime, we had a contractor working on some home improvements, a painter hired (we typically do this ourselves, but no time for that this time), and carpet layers scheduled to recarpet before we moved in. The house had been a rental for several years and needed some freshening up before we moved in, and the home improvements will help when we relist the house in a few year. In fact we have a small list of improvements to do in the next few years to help with that and help us enjoy our home while we live here as well.
Naturally, the contractor took longer than expected, holding up the painter and forcing us to push back the carpet a few days. This pushed back the unloading of the truck long enough that we were not able to upack and organize well enough to live in the home before my husband started his new job. Our intention was to stay with my parents for 1.5 weeks...the reality was 2.5 weeks. It's tough not being at home in a routine with such young children. I had to get them out of the house all day because my mom works nights and she needs to sleep during the day. They were constantly being passed from one grandparent to another, and even to one of my aunts so that we could be at the house getting work done. No rountine...bad news for my (almost) 2 year old. He is still having seperation anxiety issues from it. If it looks like I might leave the house, he completely loses it. I know it was necessary and that he will get over it. But none the less it was tough and heartbreaking. It is part of the reason I did a lot of staying at home our first few weeks in the new house. I wanted to reestablish some stability and routine. I wanted to reassure him that I am not always leaving him.
Another thing that just plain pissed me off, was that the guys my husband hired to help him load the truck were careless. Every single piece of furniture is scratched. I can handle a small ding here or there during a move but when I saw my childrens bedroom sets, I lost it. I was crying so hard. It must seem stupid to some people. It's not because I'm so materialistic. But before each of my babies were born we made them each a beautiful nursery. We put alot of thought, love and work into their rooms, and it was a gift from us to them. We painted, decorated, found the perfect accessories and window covering and naturally deep cleaned only the way a nesting pregnant lady can! The furniture was very nice gifts from our parents to their grandchildren. It was meant to last them into adulthood. It would possibly be furniture they could take with them when they moved out (the cribs convert to full size beds and the dressers are very nice). They will always know that those were gifts from their grandparents and know how much we all anticipated their arrival into our lives. Silvia's bed headboard has a huge, deep scratch, and Matteo's has several smaller on his bed and dresser. :( These guys are just some muscle heads that do this on the side for cash. It's not like they were insured, or work for a company we could call and complain to. Lesson learned. You get what you pay for.
Fitting all of our stuff, which was previously spread out in a spacious 3 bedroom, 2.5 bath approx. 2,000 square foot home, into a 2 bed, 1 bath, 728sqft home...takes some creativity. And several trips to goodwill.
So this took some time. And a few headaches, but so far the outcome as been pretty cute if I do say so myself. Our main floor is pretty well organized and decorated, and very functional. We carpeted the basement as a beginning to finishing it but right now it is still full of boxes that we need to go through. This fall we would like to complete the project and make it a nice play room fo the kiddos. Luckily right now the weather has been nice and we're playing outside, so they haven't missed the toys that are still in boxes down there. I keep afew upstairs and a good percentage of their books, but there is just not enough space for too many toys in here.
I'm in a very good place with everything right now. But I had some growing pains here and there in the last few weeks, and I'm sure there are more to come. It's good though, I'm happy to grow in this way. For instance, it's easy to get used to an attached garage, and we don't have that anymore. So when I took the kids on our first trip to the grocery store, and it was so cold, windy and just gross. I got cranky. Taking 2 kids in and out of carseats and carrying in groceries from the car into the house when the weather is cold just plain made me cranky for a bit.
It's ok though. When I look around my home now, I'm happy and at peace. I even welcome the future growing pains. I'm keeping in mind what is really important, and reaching my goal. It's like being on a diet, or studying your butt off to do well in college. Sometimes it's really, really hard, but you get used to it, at times you might even like it, and it becomes your lifestyle.
Simplify is my new motto and lifestyle and it is incredibly freeing.