Yesterday, when Jonah ran off the school bus and bounded into the house, I woke abruptly from a sound sleep on the sofa. I must have fallen asleep while checking e-mail. My brain was all fuzzy and it took awhile to remember where I was and what was going on.
We've been working 14 hour days for a few weeks now, and it's catching up with me. Even after the horror of moving all the crap from one town to another was over, there was still more work to do.
While things seemed to be in top notch condition on the house on the last walk through of the house, there were some problems. The previous owners of this house were 85, so they let things slide for the past decade or so. The toilet in the mid-century pink bathroom leaks. The kitchen cabinets were caked in two years of grease and dust. Everything needed to be scrubbed before I unpacked the dishes. I can't find the oven mitts. Then there's all the paperwork with starting in a new school district.
I spent four hours pulling together the calendar for the kids and figuring out the new computer system for Jonah's school. There's the learning curve for finding things in the new supermarket and the new bus stops. Everything takes a little longer and requires a little more thought, since we can't go on automatic pilot yet.
We'll get there.
Apt. 11d 
It will all get better. And, it’s kind of an adventure, isn’t it? learning the new ropes.
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I had to learn how to put new guts in a toilet. It’s not that bad, for plumbing. In two week, I have to remove the toilet as we’re getting a new floor in the bathroom. The estimate came back way high and I found out that they wanted several hundred dollars to remove the toilet and sink, so I’m doing that part myself.
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We cruised by a house for sale a week or two ago. There was an estate sale underway, so we had a chance to look around. I’m pretty sure the owners had barely purchased any new household goods since about 1971. It was an early 50s house and they had one of those indestructible pink bathrooms.
And speaking of pink bathrooms, one of our former neighbors recently moved into a house with a mid-century bathroom tiled in a Strawberry Shortcake-esque (but actually rather pretty) combination of pink and mint green tiles. I knew our old neighbors were doing a substantial remodel, so I assumed that the bathroom was doomed, but it turns out that they kept it. I believe their little girls got the Strawberry Shortcake bathroom.
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Yes, it is a mighty fine adventure. I love moving to a new town and figuring everything out. I am swamped in paperwork though, because we moved one week before school started. Lots of phone calls. Lots of stuff that should have been done yesterday.
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Aren’t you closer to Fairway now? The new supermarket thus should at least be fun.
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Fairway Schmairway. Where are you from Wegmans?
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