lost and found?
I'd like to blame it on the blast we had camping in Zion National Park, moving to a new city (a cool one I might add--Cambridge), or being so busy from packing up our life and roadtripping it to Chicago for a couple of days on the way to our new abode.
But the truth is those are not the reasons that I haven't been blogging. In fact we've been more or less settled in for the last week (shut up, dishes in the sink and three bags full o' laundry in the corner). In fact I've been twiddling my thumbs in between job searching, and catching up on entire seasons of shows via the internet that I didn't know I even cared about two weeks ago.
The reason that I haven't been blogging is because I've been waiting for the ta-da before I share the many stories that have been happening in our life. You know what I mean. That point in the book or movie where it all works out or comes together, or the storyline finally makes sense, or at the very least there is a feeling of acceptance (usually accompanied by soulful, yet non invasive music, and sometimes rain.) Cause even though I know that everyone has real life problems and no one expects me to be Perky Patty, I. Want. That. I don't like feeling like saying "C'est la vie" every time that one more thing piles up and I do want to feel like there's a purpose behind all of this. I know that some things just happen, but when it's one thing after another, I begin to feel broken down, beaten up, hollow but not fragile--hard. So that's what I haven't wanted to share with you, but I'm so tired of waiting for one big good thing to happen to wipe it all away. Maybe this, telling it, all of it, can be a good thing big enough for now. For today.
The Reasons: Nick loses his wallet--his driver's license, and credit card and the cash that he carries, his Olive Garden gift card, we can't find his birth certificate or passport, he needs a passport to go on a trip for his internship, we enter DMV hell for so many days and so long I now understand the phrase "Abandon all hope ye who enter here" refers to that place, we get a deserved speeding ticket (but the justice doesn't make us feel better), I lose my wedding band (queue gasps, and yes I know that it's not the worst thing in the world, but I consistently have dreams that I've miraculously found it, (said miracles sometimes involve octopi) and when I wake up I'm despondent and even knowing we will eventually get another band doesn't make me feel better inside because it won't be my ring, just some replacement), we almost run out of gas on a mountain, we kill a squirrel, we almost get another speeding ticket, we almost kill a cat, Nick loses a second wallet, with less but still vital contents, I stub my toe so badly I think it's broken (it's not), and then, today, we are towed and I arrive 3 minutes before a open interviews end for a job I was interested in (chances of getting that job . . . ) The End
Now that that's mostly out of my system I'm excited to update you on what's been happening and what's coming up and everything I've been thinking and how I'm feeling about what I'm thinking about. Now on to some more pictures of us in Cambridge and proof that even though I technically don't have to I do shower and go outdoors and wear clothes. Not always in that order of course.
P.S. It was actually Nick's idea to take so many pictures as a little Family Home Evening activity. So sweet, so cute, so glad he's mine.