Overcast and cool
We closed on our house yesterday and we are so excited. It is so beautiful and we are just sorry we have to wait until Monday and Tuesday to start moving in–that’s when the movers come (IBM also pays for this move since our first move here was only temporary).
Amy is sick today and has been for a couple of days. I keep praying that she will be the only one that gets it and especially that Alicia doesn’t get sick as well. She can’t take any medicine yet and suffers so. Both girls are sleeping right now which gives me a nice break.
Chris has gone with a friend from work to Home Depot to get all of the things we need to get our house ready to move into. He will be installing the over-the-range microwave and a door in the garage, sealing the cement in the garage, installing ceiling fans and lights in the bedrooms, living room and study, and perhaps putting in some shelves. He is also stopping at a tree farm to pick up some trees that we purchased last night. It should be a busy day for him. I wish that I could be out there helping, but I am needed here.
Amy is beginning to say many more words and phrases. There are a lot of things that we don’t realize that we say all of the time that she certainly picks up. Makes you realize how careful you have to be with what you do say.
Alicia continues to grow. People who haven’t seen her for just a week say how much she has grown in that time. She is already well into 3 to 6 month sizes, and some of those are already snug. She is mostly long in the body which means she will continue growing out of sizes long before she reaches them in age. She is pretty particular and noisy about what she does and doesn’t want. If she doesn’t want to be laying down, she will let you know it. The other night I was holding her on my lap and she kept squawking. Chris was sitting next to us in the rocking chair holding Amy. I turned Alicia around to face me on my lap and she cranked her head around so that she could see Chris still making noise all the while. I turned her away from him so that she would look at me and she still turned as far as she could so that she could still see him. Finally I handed her to Chris so that he was holding both girls on his lap, and Alicia was quiet. Course, Amy didn’t appreciate having to share him and promptly jumped down.
Amy has had a rough time going to sleep this past week and has cried herself hoarse a couple of nights. I am hoping that it is because she wasn’t feeling well or maybe she is starting on her two-year molars. I just hope that it is not becoming a new pattern for her. She usually is so good about going to sleep; she says “nigh nigh” to us and then rolls over and goes to sleep. I imagine with the move, we will have a few more nights of crying to deal with.
Chris is doing well at work. He has some projects that he is working on and hopes they will make the documentation process for all of his team members easier. He enjoys working with his immediate team members-the blue team-and gets along well with most all of them. Probably all except for Brian H. I have never met him but he seems to be quite a piece of work. I remember Chris telling me about him as this annoying person who was in the orientation with Chris back in May. He was in a different department back then so I consoled Chris by saying that IBM was a big company and he would probably never see the guy again. Well, it seems his personality and poor work ethic caused him to be transferred out of a number of departments and finally in to Chris'. And to top that, they now share office space. The guy drives Chris crazy and can be rather rude and malicious at times. I usually hear “Brian” stories a couple of times a week. Unfortunately for Brian, very few people appreciate his company. I sometimes feel sorry for him, but he brings it on himself.
It feels as though our lives have been on hold for the past two months. This apartment is certainly not ideal for us, and I haven’t made a lot of effort to organize or be too concerned about keeping things clean. You just can’t tell when I do clean. We don’t have safety locks on the kitchen or bathroom cupboards and Amy likes to play in them, so I don’t even bother making things tidy or organizing canned goods. She’ll just get in there and rearrange them for me! I say to myself that once we move I will be more diligent, which I know that I will be, but still that feeling of having your life on hold is not a pleasant one.
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