Showing posts with label moving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moving. Show all posts

Jun 28, 2009

Saturday 6/20/09 Martha Stuart Watch Out!

SATURDAY 6/20/09: Oh man guys! I can’t even stand myself right now! I’m so stinkin’ crafty I make myself a little nauseous with Martha Stuart-eskness!

We have way more windows in this place than I have curtains for. Sooo, I create! Because I can’t paint little swirlies on the wall between her butterflies and dragonflies I used ribbon!
What was once one long valence for Ella’s room, is now two for her two smaller windows.What was once two shower curtains is now four window panels for our two dining room windows.
And what was once an old pair of tab top panels has now been transformed into two tie up curtains and one valence for the kitchen windows! And all done with a great used sewing machine that a friend from church gave me for free! You can’t beat that with a stick. I am SO in my element right now. This is Sarah’s happy place!

Jason is…take a wild guess….fishing! He’s exploring a local river. He hasn’t been fishing in 4 days. The man is having major withdrawls! He needs to figure out where all the good fishy spots are in our new neck of the woods so he can uphold his status as fishing guru exdrodinaire!

Hit a wall working on only 6 hours of sleep, but pushed through. And for all intents and purposes… I can say we’re done! YAHOOO!

Tuesday 6/16/09 Mullets Rock!

TUESDAY 6/16/09: The movers showed up at 9am. I kid you not. This is who moved us. Sawyer from Lost (only with one rockin’ mullet!), Jessie Metcalf (the gardener from Desperate Housewives that Gabby was having an affair with.)and Mario (yes, like from Super Mario Brothers)


They finished at 6pm, we cleaned, packed up the last bits and headed out around 8:15. Way later than planned. We got to our new place at 11:30 after a more than sketchy late night stop at the Biddeford Irving to nurse the babe. Awesome!

When I started blowing up the airbed (At 11:30pm in a duplex) it literally sounded like a jet engine! Jason insisted on plopping things down loudly on the floor as he unloaded and Quinn was meowing like a mad dog checking out his new place. “Sweet!” I thought, the neighbors will adore us already!

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WEDNESDAY 6/17/09: Movers arrive at 8am. Unload everything by noon. Our queen box spring has to be sawed in half in order to fit up the cute little stairway. The boxes are piled SOOOO high I’m totally overwhelmed. Literally CANNOT get into our bedroom. This is the view from the door of the master bedroom:

True to form I push through and just start tacklin’! Got the kitchen, bathroom, our room and part of the baby’s room unpacked.

Saw our neighbor out front in the a.m (Lets call her Abby). I apologized for the noise. Apparently there’s a cement wall in between the two sides of the house and she didn’t hear a thing last night (or she’s just being really polite). Praise the Lord! We have had several good little conversations.









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THURSDAY 6/18/09:
Sarah’s my name. Unpackin’s my game! Got Ella’s room completely unpacked. Unpacked all the books. Unpacked all the office stuff. Sorted, sorted, sorted. GIANT Goodwill run! Many trash bags filled! OH MAN I LOVE PURGING STUFF!!! Jason started on the basement and worked late into the night!

Observation: We are in young couples with babies mecca! Our four closest neighbors all have small children, toddlers, newborns or are pregnant. Wednesday evening, 10 gagillion moms went walking by our cute little place strolling their little babies along. I wanted to run out of the house every time one went by and yell, “HI! I’M SARAH! I’M NEW HERE. I HAVE A BABY TOO! WHAT’S YOUR NAME!?” But then I thought people might think I’m a little touched and not want to play with me….so I’ll try to meet them in a more reserved way. But I really am SO excited!

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FRIDAY 6/19/09:
I got up early with the babe. When Jason woke up he took her and I got crackin’ again. Unpacked living room stuff, craft stuff, bedding and linens. Jason brought up many a huge tote from the basement, which I sorted and only kept a handful of things. YAY!

Was revved up for another Goodwill run when I had a brilliant idea….lets yardsale the stuff we think is sellable. Wavered… thought, “NO! Can’t stand stuff piled in the dining room. Must purge!” Went back the other way… thought, “You can handle it for a week or two. Think, you can make money AND meet everyone in the neighborhood!” Decided to yardsale! Still took a giant load to Goodwill and filled many more trash bags!

Empty totes going back to the basement feels SOOO good!

Time for decorations! Put up pictures, nic nacs, and curtains. MMmmmm, starting to feel like home!

I'm BaaAAAaaack!

I almost cannot contain my excitement at the fact that I am online right now. I not actually back. I'm at a local super cute coffee shop that has free wi-fi. However our internet at home should be up and running by mid week this week.

I know, I know you all miss me like crazy and your life hasn't been the same without me or my blog. Never fear people! I've been typing blog posts and saving them, so once I upload them all you'll have enough reading for the next week and a half!

Here’s a fun praise…Tuesday and Wednesday are the days we were being packed up and unpacked. Those two days the skies cleared and there was dry sunny weather! All other days surrounding those…rain, rain, rain. Thank-you God!

Other than that, I’ll give you the highlights day by day!

Jun 15, 2009

A Few Last Tidbits....

Well, we said goodbye to Gabby with quite a bang today. I was nursing Ella when I heard gut wrenching, awful, evil meowing sounds. (Jason tried to put Gabs in a cat carrier by himself...not a good idea) Then I saw one lightning streak of black and white make a bee line for under our bed. Next, Hunter came running in beside me, head low and tale tucked between his legs. That's because he was being chased by a giant, puffed up, ANGRY Mr. Quinn (our other cat...who this morning bore an uncanny likeness to the cat pictured at left.) who was coming to Gabby's defense by chasing, hissing, growling and and beating our 65lb. golden retriever with his front paws.... Whether Mr. Quinn thought Hunter was trying to hurt Gabby or merely decided to take out his frustration on the dog because he can... is still unknown. But all of this got an immediate bottom lip reaction from Ella and she started bawling.

"Lord Help Us if this is any indication of the move to come!" Is all I could think.

After helping Jason put Gabby in her carrier he was off to deliver her. I'm at home (a.k.a. the chaos zone) finishing up some last minute things, enjoying the babe and reflecting.

She had one shot today. Didn't even cry! She's so lovey and happy all the time...except if anyone but Jason and I hold her! Oh, how I hope she outgrows that quickly! I so want others to be able to enjoy the love that she is! She is talking up a storm. She likes to make this funny sound with her throat...sometimes blows bubbles, attempts zurburts, sticks out her tongue, and is now saying "gagagaga" all the time!

Jason and I feel so loved. Scott and Esther had a bonfire at their house for us last Friday night. Four other couples that are good friends of ours came and it was the perfect last little gathering for us! Cute kids running around...good food...men being manly tending the fire...good girl talk...good discussion...much laughter...and s'mores to end the night!

On Saturday we got together with Kevin and Wendy for breakfast. We've known them for a while but not really gotten to KNOW them until we moved out here. And even though we've only been here a short time, we feel so connected to them. We have so much in common. After filling our tummies the boys went to move things and the girls stayed back. We, AS ALWAYS, had great, real, edifying, thought provoking conversation. Love it!

Sunday we were one of the announcements....they let everyone know it would be our last Sunday and expressed that they'd all miss us. Then my mom, sister and I went out to lunch to celebrate my mom's birthday, then drove around to look at camps for my mom. It is far too rare an occasion that all three of us women are together. So it was great! And then that evening our small group held a kind of going away BBQ and gave us a lovely card with well wishes.

These are the things in life that matter. These are the things that are priceless. Wonderful Family. Great friends that care about us. Great relationships. Great connections. Great conversations. Time spent together. Kind words. Help given. Love shared. Oh how blessed we are! Our hearts are full!

These are the things that are hard move further away from! O Lord I know that you go before us, making a way for us, preparing our path. Thank-you for that!

I suppose I shall be signing off for a bit. The movers come early tomorrow morning. After they are done, I will clean, and we will head down to our new place...spend the night there and greet the movers in the morning! Don't know when we'll have internet so, so long for now!

Jun 14, 2009

Insanity

The Definition of Insanity: Living in my house right now.

A conversation Jason and I JUST had:
JASON: Sarah, where is my trimmer. Did you pack it?
ME: What trimmer?
JASON: My beard trimmer!
ME: Which one!? You have like three! Whatever, I retract that question. The answer is no. I didn't pack it. It doesn't matter which one your talking about. I didn't pack ANY of them!
JASON: Then where is it?
ME: I don't know! It wasn't my day to watch it.
JASON: (totally under his breath) You moved it. I know you did.
ME: Oh yes. Yes you're right! I forgot. I wanted to trim my beard yesterday! I SO did NOT move it!
JASON: Well it's not where I put it last. (clanking, rummaging, rummaging, clanking...silence.)
ME: Well?
JASON: I found it.
ME: MmmmmHmmmmm.
JASON: But it wasn't where I last put it and I still think you moved it.
ME: Oh man. If you blame me for one more thing that you can't find I'm gonna....I don't know what I'm gonna do....but it won't be good. I NEVER TOUCHED IT!
JASON: Well fine. If I'm wrong I'm sorry. I'm just sick of living here. I can't take it any more!
ME: I feel your pain!

It's a good thing the movers come early Tuesday morning to put us out of our misery!

Seriously people. The boxes are piled SKY HIGH. This morning I was in the kitchen/dining room (which is open concept to the living room) and I hollered to Jason thinking he was in the bedroom. Nope. He peeks out from behind a mountain of boxes and was all, "I'm sitting RIGHT here on the couch, you don't have to yell."

And anything that is not in boxes is totally out of order. Everything is filthy dirty and not even worth cleaning. There's so little floor left actually exposed that you'd just be vacuuming, sweeping or mopping one meandering little trail through the place. I swear it's causing my neat freak brain to seize right up!

We eat off of paper plates that food juice just soaks right through and we break like 12 plastic forks each night at dinner. If I hear the snapping of one more plastic utensil I might just lose it!

And it's a little unhealthy how RIDICULOUSLY excited I am to unpack, sort and organize! Oh, man...my heart's all a pitter patter just thinking about it!

Just have to survive through Monday.... Inhale... only one more day....Exhale.... Just have to survive 'till Tuesday morning.... Inhale... Tuesday is not far away... exhale... Oh sweet Tuesday come quickly!

Jun 8, 2009

Ready

My last day of work was last Thursday. It still has not sunk in that I'm not headed back to work this week. I got my first job was when I was just about 15 I think...teaching ski lessons at Hermon Mountain...and from then on I was always employed, and in school and sometimes doing an unpaid internship in addition. It's not that I won't be working (any stay at home mom will tell you it's one tough gig!)....It's just so weird to think that I won't be on anyone's payroll or punching a time clock. I am beyond grateful for the amazing privilege of being able to be a full time mommy. I have felt like my energy is so split between work, and Jason and Ella that none of them really get the me that I want them to get. To be able to not be pulled in so many directions will be wonderful. To be able to focus solely on my family is beyond amazing! Focusing on her spiritual, emotional, educational and physical development as well as the spiritual and emotional health of our family and my relationship with Jason is a hearty task. One that I do not take lightly, one that I think is worthy of all that I am and one that I am anxious to begin without other distractions.

I feel like I am in waiting. The place we are in now has always felt like a holding take to me. It feels that way even more so now with boxes piled high, things strewn about, plastic tableware and all the homey-ness packed away. I cannot wait to be settled down south. To greet the day by picking up my beaming child, to send Jason off to work with lunch and a kiss, to take walks to the park, to play in the backyard, to eat dinner together as a family and discuss our day, to relax with my hubby each evening, to have weekends together where we're not just trying to catch up from the week before, to be rooted in a church there, to serve in the community, to build great friendships....

I know it may seem idealistic to some of you, and no it won't be perfect, but we will have those things and it will be imperfectly great! I feel like I've been loosening my grip on the life we have up here and shifting towards a looking forward to what is in store for us ahead. I feel ready. I feel like once we get settled we will be "starting our life" as a family with children. It's like we haven't been able to start it yet because we've been in such a state of constant flux since before Ella was born. I long for stability and simplicity and a slower pace. I long to plant roots, to begin this new chapter in our lives that will hopefully be a very long one. I am so sad to close this one...but I can now truly say I feel ready to begin the next...

FYI: The movers come June 16th! In case you're doing the calculations...Yes. That is 8 days away!

May 29, 2009

Free Cat

I'm serious. I've resorted to putting my cat on my blog. I know free cats are a dime a dozen but hear me out!

Sadly we cannot take Miss Gabby with us to the new apartment. We really want her to go to a good home. So if you want her let me know...if you know someone that might...pass a link to this along. If she doesn't find a home we'll give her to a no-kill shelter...but she'd really like some new people!She's spayed and up to date on all shots as of Thursday so those won't be due again for a long time! She likes being patted and brushed, will sit with you and snuggle in bed too, is good with other cats, dogs and infants as well! And she's really funny and dazed when hopped up on cat nip! :)Awww...look how cute....

May 10, 2009

The Rest of the Story...

I said a while back I'd post the whole story about Jason's new job and this new transition in life. Well, here goes. It is amazing to reflect on God's hand in this whole process. I'll try not to be too long winded...but who are we kidding...this is me here people!

When we first transitioned out of CCC in late 2007 Jason looked for Engineering jobs. He did not get job offers from any that he would like doing and/or would pay enough. So he went back to school for his masters. Instead of finishing his Masters straight through, he went into teaching, taking a masters class here and there, because our babe was on the way.

Two or three months ago, after another "family blow up" shall we say (Those of you who know us know what I am speaking of and know that these episodes are far too common, and truly heartbreaking for Jason.) Jason was at his wits end. He announced to me that he wanted to get as far away as possible. I thought he was just blowing off steam but he actually put in applications all over the U.S. We're talking, Alaska, Oregon, Washington, Minnesota, Idaho, Montana. I mean, the man wanted to get FAR away!

Although I told him I would support him wherever he wanted to go and would go with him if he really thought it was the best thing...(and I really would have)....After much discussion he decided not to move us cross country. Whew!

In this whole process of looking for jobs "as far away from here as I can get" Jason found numerous engineering jobs that sounded exciting to him. With curiosity peaked, he decided to look, again, for engineering jobs in Maine. He applied for several that looked good, but he'd been out of the field for too long. Although he really didn't like the Shipyard when he worked there last he decided to call and see if other departments were hiring than the one he'd previously worked in. They were!

Hurdle #1: Get an Interview: One in particular sounded good. He was told that he was being recommended for the interview but 10 or so other people were being recommended as well and a group of supervisors would have to agree on the candidate. He got the interview. Over hurdle #1.

When he went for the interview the person who was supposed to interview him got called away an hour before. The stand in interviewer turned out to be a Christian. Not only did Jason nail the actual work/job part of the interview with his mad skills, but they got to talking about personal stuff afterward and shared their testimonies, found out that they know a ton of the same people and determined they have a lot in common. I won't list all the details but it was uncanny and definitely a God thing!

Hurdle #2 Get the Job: He also had an interview for another department. We were praying for Department 260 because the Christian guy would be his supervisor. He could work 4 10's. It's a more family friendly environment. It's a more hands on job that he would like more. There is no forced overtime. The pay raises come quicker. And occasionally he might get sent to work at other shipyards....like San Diego or Pearl Harbor! A few weeks later he got the job offer for the one he wanted! Over Hurdle #2.

Hurdle #3 Break the News: He now had to tell the people at his work which he was very nervous about. Everyone ended up being very supportive and understanding. Telling him that they knew he was doing the right thing for his family. Over Hurdle #3.

Hurdle #4 Sell the Dirt Patch: Now we had to sell our house (a.k.a. trailer on a dirt patch) in one rockin' housing market! Jason knocks on our neighbors door and asks if he wants to buy our place. He says yes. He gets financing. We close whenever we want to. Crushed Hurdle #4.

Hurlde #5 Fill One Tall Apartment Order: Now we need to find a place to rent in Southern Maine. Oh, did I also mention it needs to have 2 bedrooms, storage, a W/D hookup, a yard, be in a nice neighborhood, allow pets, be a decent drive to the Shipyard, not be a dump AND be 800/mo or under...and we don't want to start paying rent until June? And after one LONG day of hunting, the very last one we looked at had everything on our list and MORE! Hurdle #5 obliterated!

Hurdle #6 Afford the Move and Keep Health Insurance: We needed to time the getting done of our jobs and the start up of his new job so that we can afford to move and so that we keep health insurance for the babe. (Ahh the carefree days of only having to worry about yourself are over!) It just so happens that both of our paychecks will carry through to exactly when Jason's new paychecks start coming in. And my health insurance will cover us until exactly when Jason's new health insurance kicks in.

Coincidence? Absolutely not! I would be remiss if I did not say that fervent prayers for guidance and provision were offered up every Day! You see, God can take even the most discouraging of circumstances, and some initially rash decisions and turn them into something wonderful! God is Good. All the time. All the time. God is GOOD!

Apr 26, 2009

Hi Ho, Hi Ho, Apartment Hunting we shall go!

This was no amateur apartment hunt people. There was a week of researching. There was MANY a phone call. There were spreadsheets. I even made up a leaving piece for prospective landlords.

I started feeling ill on Friday and Jason was seriously sick but we decided with all the leg work and showings set up we just couldn't bail. So we pressed on. The plan of attack....wake up at the butt crack o dawn after working 'till 11pm the night before and hightail it down to the furthest point South, then work our way back up the state, looking at apartments until we passed out from exhaustion or found THE ONE!

Hmmmm, how shall I sum up the search....#1 Apartments in Southern Maine are ridunculously expensive and it's been difficult to find any that aren't double what we're paying for our mortgage right now. #2 VERY VERY few apartments in Southern Maine allow pets...at least in the areas we need to be in.

This is my favorite highlight....so I'll share it with you. It all began in Kittery. A location near the ocean and walking distance for Jason to the Shipyard had our hopes high. What was described as an "eat in kitchen" was about 6x8. What was described as a "HUGE fenced in back yard" was about as big as our small backyard in Old Town, and partially fenced in with dilapidated chain link. What was described as a "really nice interior" was a DUMP! The walls were paneling painted a pea green, the floors were hardwood painted a maroon. In some rooms there was even hideous gold and black shiny wallpaper. The bathroom was about 5x5 and so disgusting I wouldn't even wash my dog in it. The whole place was tiny and dark. And last but not least...the kitchen cabinets were painted black with...I AM NOT JOKING...yellow splatter paint.

We made our way north through three or four other small towns with no luck. In our last and final town we looked at multiple properties with a leasing agent. There were two possibilities and a clean, spacious but older and kind of dated duplex that we thought we'd end up in. It would have been OKAY.

In a last ditch effort we stopped by an open house that I called about just the morning before. When we drove onto the street it was like Shangrila! I felt as if the heavens had opened and the angels were singing! It was like a little fairytale book. As far as I'm concerned, there were flowers blooming, butterflies flitting through the air and friendly little forest critters that could talk, smiling and welcoming us to the neighborhood.

It was a beautiful little neighborhood. The houses were spaced out with large manicured lawns. There were mostly single family houses and a few duplex's scattered about. The streets were quiet and people were out and about.

The duplex was gorgeous! The landlord was there fixing it up and he was super nice. So here's the run down. Nice wood floors. New laminated going in wherever there was carpet and new peel and stick tile going in wherever there was linoleum. Big living room, separate dining and kitchen. Nice cupboards, good cupboard space, a little breakfast bar and blue counter tops that totally match my kitchen decor! Good sized bathroom and bedrooms. LOTS of windows, really bright and sunny. Nice, dry cement basement for laundry and storage. And a truly big yard, nicely fenced in with privacy fencing. It's even landscaped! Little lilies were popping up through the ground, nicely trimmed hedges adorned the front and a few rhododendrons were just waiting to bloom! And to boot, the family in the other unit is a young couple our age with an 11month old baby girl!

Needless to say. We took it! Yay housing secured! We then proceeded home, feeling like a train had run over us both. We took care of our little girl as best we could and prayed that bed time would come quickly. Jason hit the sack at 6:30pm. I got Ella down at 7pm and then promptly went to bed myself. This morning I don't feel AS sick as Jason, which I attribute to the kick-butt nursing mother immunity! Jason will have to be hooked up to an IV soon if bodily fluids don't stop coming out! It's a nasty, nasty flu like virus that NOBODY ever wants. Please pray for health!

Apr 19, 2009

Prime Piece of Real Estate for Sale!

The circumstances surrounding Jason getting this job were too perfect to be just coincidence (perhaps I'll write the details out one of these days). Along with the many hours of prayer that went into this whole decisions, it is undeniable that God's hand is in it and He is paving the way.

My next big question to worry about (there's always something) has been...Okay, new job, moving, who in heck is going to want to buy our trailer in the middle of a giant dirt patch, when the economy and real estate market are just booming away!?

Don't get me wrong. We have 3 acres, with beautiful views and it was going to make a lovely spot for a house....someday....when we planted grass, and trees and such. But right now...it's not much to look at. That picture right there is purty much exactly what our entire lot looks like!

We can't afford rent in southern Maine and a mortgage up here while we wait for it to sell, and I don't want to be up here without Jason while he sleeps on friends couches during the work week and then comes home on the weekends while we wait to sell. So, all the while we were praying for God's will in this job and large life change one of my prayers has been this word for word..."God, if you want this to happen, please prepare a buyer for this house and land. And please work all the timing issues out."

Once again God has shown that He is good and that He will provide if we just trust in Him. When Jason got the official job offer he decided to go knock on our neighbors door and ask if he wanted to buy our place. His response? "Yup, just tell me how much and I'll go to the bank." It seems that he had been thinking about buying it before we did anyway. And he wants to accumulate all the land on his side of the road and be able to control who lives next to him. He has no time table so when we close and move is up to us and we can line it up perfectly with our needs. WOW.