Yesterday, we drove down to my parents' house and took another load of boxes, and I worked in the nursery some more.
I was already feeling flustered because I look around our apartment, and there is so much left to do-so much packing, so much cleaning, so many little things to take care of before our address changes. Then, we got to my parents' house and there were boxes. EVERYWHERE. We haven't put anything into our storage unit yet because we want to make sure all the furniture gets in there first (which will be Saturday). My parents do not have a small house, and it is still completely overtaken by stuff.
OUR stuff.
I hate being a burden on my parents and having all of our stuff in their way, and as I waded through the boxes, I felt totally helpless as to how we were going to find places for all of our things around all of THEIR stuff, and get a space ready for the baby, and get our apartment here properly emptied and cleaned.
I mulled this over all day. Hubby didn't notice so much because he and my mom were busy doing lifting and rearranging while I did one of the few jobs I'm still allowed (by them) to do--laundry. On the way home, I said verrrrrry little (and this is a two hour drive). I was really just lost in my thoughts.
My silence must have really worried him, because today he will hardly let me leave the couch. It's like I'm on husband-mandated bedrest! He stayed up until 2 in the morning last night packing and cleaning. Today, he won't let me to get up to do anything except go to the bathroom!
Even my mom must've noticed how quiet I was yesterday, because she called me today and told me she was treating me to a pedicure on Monday before we head to Mobile for my family shower.
It is nice to have such an attentive husband, and I am really glad that he is here with me to help me out with these things, because soon it will be "camp season" and he'll be away for a week here and a week there for work. But I can't help but chuckle to myself--I must have given him quite a scare!
Guess I'll go enjoy my day of rest while I still can!
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