How's the move going?

I'm so glad you asked! ;-)

Well. Family got into town early afternoon and we took a van and car load over. It was my mom and Zach's parents first time seeing the house (other than pictures) They were wowed....yes I know I'm awesome for finding a great house ;-) Anywho :)

When we got there, there was a note on the door that the water company had come by to turn on the water but it was already on so they shut it off....

The landlords HAD the water on, we just needed it in our name...

So I called to try to get it turned back on, but I wasn't allowed to do anything because my name wasn't on the account (Zach handles all our bills) The lady was getting an attitude with me because I wouldn't let her talk to Zach. I was like, "He is at work and can't take calls, I'm calling on behalf of him..." Her response was, "Well, I have no proof you are his wife or allowed to make decisions regarding this account..." blah blah blah

So, he finally calls on his break to get it sorted out. Apparently they didn't even ask him his name and said they'd send someone out. By the time I got this information, we had just walked back in the door of our apartment. Zach sent me a text saying that I needed to be there.

So, we load the boys back in the van and head to that side of town....

When we get to the house, there was the same note on the door - that someone had been there and they noticed the water was on, but no one was at home, yadda yadda....

I call the water company. again. and again. they tell me I can't make decisions....blah blah blah. So, I sent Zach a text telling him the same thing happened. He quickly called and then informed me that someone was coming. So we wait.

and.

wait.

and.

wait.

and.

wait.

This was approximately 4pm.

My mom took them out back so I could do some unpacking (I will say that most of my kitchen is in order! Woohoo!)

Zach ended up calling around 515 or so saying that he was getting off work (he told his supervisor there was a 'situation' at his house that needed taking care of, hahahaha!) He stops and grabs us all dinner and we eat....

and wait.

and wait.

My mom and bring the boys back home and leave Zach there...

It's 8:55pm...

he's still waiting...

Seriously.

We just needed the water in our name....

"They're Green"

The other day I happened into a "box store" that we all know and have a love/hate relationship - I won't mention any names...

I was doing 2 weeks worth of grocery shopping and needed a couple of house ware items - one thing specifically, a spray water bottle.

I looked in every conceivable place and finally asked a helpful associate. She grumbled something about "a bunch of them" being near the ironing boards. I went to look and couldn't find them anywhere. So I continued to wander around, I'm sure with a frazzled/angered expression on my face. Finally, I gave up. I was tired of being in this MART of sorts... ;-) I hate going there in general, and after about 90 minutes of searching...I mean shopping, I was fed up. I asked another associate who asked in reply, "Didn't she tell you where they were?" I explained that she did, but I couldn't find them anywhere.

So instead of simply walking me to them, she walks me towards the associate#1 and asks if she had told me - did she not believe me?

Associate#1 said, "I did..." and looking at me, "They are near the ironing boards." I calmly (but I'm sure, snidely) replied, "Yes, I understood that, but I couldn't find them, so I'm back asking you to show me where they are."

She said, "They're green..."

At this point - I know I'm losing my mind. Green water bottles should stand out, right??? I apologize (for what???) and ask her if she could just, please, show me where they were.

She sighed as she put down her Coke (obviously, I was taking her away from a very important task!) and walked me 4 feet away from where she was standing to point to something that resembled this:
On it was a tag that had the "reduce, recycle, reuse" symbol, among other things that made it "green."

All I could say was, "Ohhhh, green, as in environmentally friendly!"

She looked at me like I was a dummy for thinking anything else and she said, "Yeh....green..."

Stupid me!

Update on Keaton

We got him into the pedi this morning...

Time for me to vent. I'd like to make a note of how ridiculously stupid it is for there only to be 1 office open (note: our pedis office consists of 7 offices located throughout Raleigh) the day after Christmas. Could they not just be short staffed at every office? I'm thankful we got in when we did (930am) when only about 5 families were sitting in the waiting room, as opposed to 10am when there was standing room only! But still...am I the only person who sees the problem here?

ANYwho...Yesterday afternoon, Keaton was wheezing while breathing. He only had a couple episodes of this and the episodes only lasted a few minutes. He didn't seem to have trouble breathing (nor did it slow him down!) We had a long night with Keaton coughing a lot up until about 3am. He sounded great this morning, but, knowing that we were going out of town, I couldn't leave without knowing all was ok.

The pedi said that his congestion is NOT in his lungs (praise the Lord) his nose is definitely "congested" (really? the snot all over his face couldn't tell you that, you HAD to look up his nose?!)

She re-filled his Albuterol for his nebulizer and gave us a prescription for basically a "Wheezing suppressent" (Zach has the paper at work and I can't remember the name). If he starts the wheezing while breathing again, we're to start the suppressent for 5 days and see what that does.

I find it very interesting in the past couple of weeks, I've found the following things are linked to asthma in children: Tylenol, vacccinations and c-sections. (And isn't it funny...they tell you to give Tylenol before your child receives vaccinations....hmmm)

Both boys are down, time to finish cleaning and packing.

Continued prayers for Keaton would be greatly appreciated. As well - that Benjamin doesn't come down with anything, that I would get better (I'm fighting a cold, too. Can't seem to beat it since I'm not getting any rest) and safe travels for this weekend.

Yes, Drill Sergeant!

That's not what I've taught Keaton to say...I feel like I need to say it to him! I'm so glad that Keaton knows what needs to be done during our day (before we go anywhere, when we come home, etc...) But I wish he could grasp the fact that I am merely 1 mama, with 2 hands, moving as fast as I possibly can with 2 children underfoot.

Before we left for this chiro this morning, this is what played out.

Me: alright, Keaton, let's get socks & shoes on
K: shooooes!!!
Me: Yes, sweet pea, grab your shoes
K: (they were on the floor next to him, he picked up one & screamed "shooooe!")
Me: Yes, get your other shoe
K: "Hmmm" (complete w/ finger next to the mouth as if he's pondering one of the great mysteries of the world...
Me: Keaton, it's behind you - turn around...
K: (he begins spinning in circles)

Meanwhile, I put Benjamin in his car seat...

K finally sees his other shoe and is sitting on the couch screaming "SHOOOOOOE" at me...

I grab Keaton's socks put them on him and get his shoes on

I start to look for Benjamin's blanket to drape over him

K is screaming "LIIIIIIIIII" and pointing at our "Christmas tree" - the lights were still on

"Yes, Keaton, I'm getting there, I'm looking for Benjamin's blanket..."

I find the blanket, and I hear, "LIIIIIIIIIIIIIII" again

I run around & unplug the lights

I hear, "Jaaaa...Jaaaaa" (jacket)

"Yes, Keaton, I will get your jacket...hang on mommy needs her glasses and phone..."

I get my glasses, stick my phone in the back pack

I get K's jacket, put it on him...

"DREEEEEEEEEEE" and he's shaking his sippy

"Yup, we need your sippy, take it to the bookbag..."

He instead feels the need to bring it to me - I'm trying to round up mail to drop off on our way out.

I take his cup and stick it in the bag with the mail

At this point, he's shaking the handle on B's carseat screaming "Uhhhhh" (up)

"Yes, Keaton, it needs to go up..."

I start to put it up and he runs to the door, "Edy! Edy!" (ready)

At this point, I sit on the floor and ask K to come to me..."Edy!!!!"

"No, Keaton, come here now please...."

At this point, I try to explain that mommy is going as fast as she can and I thank him for being a big helper in getting ready...

We head to the chiro...which went great until time to walk out into the parking lot - a nice little melt down with sympathetic smiles from all the patients there (ugh)

We head to a friends' house to get a couple items we were borrowing and he has a MELT down while we're there (sorry, again, Kristen!!!) I put K back in the van, he starts smacking B's car seat base screaming, "B!!!!!!!!!!!!" Yes, sweet pea, Benjamin's seat goes there...

I drive thru McD's and get lunch.

I get 2 nuggets in his belly before we get to the apartment. (this is typical and he knows he'll get the rest of lunch when we get inside) We walk in the door and it begins again....

"JAaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" trying to take off his jacket....I get it off for him

"Eaaaaaaaaaa...eaaaaaaaaaaa" (signing eat) "No, waiiii....SHOOOES"

I again sit on the floor and take K's hands and say, "Sweet Pea, I am moving as fast as I absolutely can! I know you want to finish your lunch...." "EAAAAAAAAAA"....."Yes, you want to eat, but you need your shoes off...." "SHOOOOOOOOOOOES" "Yes...Which would you like? To eat? Or Take your shoes off?"

He seriously thought for about 1.565332221 seconds and said, "Shoes, peeese"

I couldn't help but laugh at that. "Ok, sweet pea, we'll take off your shoes..."

Shoes off...."Ea, peese"

YES!

I get him set up to finish the nuggets...

"mama"

"Yes sweet pea...

(pointing to the tree) "liiii"

HAHAH

"Oh, you're right Keaton, I need to turn the lights on..."

Where in the WORLD does he get this OC behavior (hmmm....) ;-)
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This mama got a much needed night out tonight!

No, I didn't go to O'Charley's and get the Cotton Candy Cosmo I've been eyeing since before Thanksgiving. No I didn't go bar hopping with friends.

No. I went ALONE To Joann Fabrics and Michael's. ALONE! Oh how nice it was to be ALONE for a bit!

Of course, as soon as I walked in the door, I saw Benjamin and couldn't stop gah-gahing over him for about 15 minutes :)
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Now for some observations from the night.

Oh kind cashier from Joann's. I'm sorry you have to wear that hideous "no sew" scarf (no offense to "no-sew" wearers...but hers was AWFUL), a Santa hat, listening to Christmas music by the door that keeps opening all day long. But that is really no reason to get an attitude with me.

To the employee's of Michael's. Thank you for your attempt to help us reach items that are 15+ feet off the floor with the large ladders, but really, is there no better place to keep them but in the middle of every single isle?

And to the teenagers at Target tonight. Thank you for calling me a 'nobody.' I appreciate you wanting to wait until "ain't nobody 'round" before talking trash about the girl who awkwardly smiled and said hi to you, obviously recognizing you from school, but I still heard your conversation...wish I hadn't.
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Other than all that, it was nice ;-)