Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Hopeful & Photos

After climbing back into bed, the day wore on. I could hear the kids as they came in and out of my room. I couldn't sleep, as I had hoped for. I just continued to lay in bed until 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Tim said I needed to make an appointment to see why I'm feeling this way. He's determined that somethings wrong as this isn't normal or "me".

I went about the usual evening plans of getting the kids ready for ball practice. We packed up and headed in town. After dropping the first one off, I thought I'd skip over to the old house and pick up any mail that may be there. As I went to pull in, I noticed something on the door handle. Upon further inspection, I saw that the locks had been changed, a number had been posted for any emergencies, and there was a key box on the handle.

Needless to say, it was not a good way to start the evening off for me. I made some quick calls, remembered how to gain entry into my the house and did just that. Is that legal? Technically, it stated in the paperwork that we had thirty days after the sale date (July 31) if it was determined to be vacant. It hasn't been thirty days yet so I think I gained entry into my house. Either way, In all but an hour, A friend and I had taken the last of our items from the house. We locked it all back up and came back here. And so, it's over. Really over. I have no other reason to return there. In a way, it feels good. It's been very difficult to walk away of something that was mine. A place we raised our children. A place we called home. Maybe the good part is that I won't have to internally beat myself up every time I have to go there to get something. What's done, is done.

And so, I returned to retrieve the boys from their practices (Thanks to those I had watching over them while I was gone). We went to a friends, chatted a bit (or at least, long enough for my eldest son to run the battery completely dead) and headed home (well, after I was able to get the truck started again). And now, as if my night hadn't already been crappy enough, I noticed my check engine light is on. For Pete's sake, can I catch a break already? Drove it home, parked it, and called it a night.

Tonight, I am hoping that I'll be able to drift off into a peaceful slumber. The kids are all sleeping (and none of them in my room). The laundry is humming along and the photos I want to share with you are uploading. The house is cleaned and the schedule is all written for tomorrow. So, I suppose there is no need to stay up tonight. Hopefully my mind will rest so that my body may do the same.

As promised, here are the photos:
Austin 5Austin 4Austin 3.>Austin 6Austin 7Austin 8Austin 2Austin 1Austin

2 comments:

Dora said...

Perhaps what is going on with you is that your body is manifesting a grief of lettting go and its manifesting itself physically?

I mean - you have had a bit to deal with lately..I'm just saying :)

And isn't it grand that we can love someone so much and have them irritate the crap out of us with their "stuff" at the same time?

Happy Anniversary, Bec :)

Anonymous said...

I say what Dora says.

My sister in law and brother in law just lost two houses and I'm telling you - there is physical grief there. And then when you know it's really over, it seems to get better.

And Happy Anniversary!

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