Did you know that two-year-olds need passports?
Yeah... It's one of those things that makes perfect sense.
I mean, they are required to have their very own pricey seat on the plane. They stand in the same lines, go through the same security clearances, and must keep their liquids to 3.5 onces and within a Ziplock Brand baggie...
It stands to reason that they would be required to provide the appropriate documentation... when you think of it.
But, WHO HAS TIME TO THINK when your husband starts working in LONDON in 3 weeks and your house in DALLAS, TEXAS still needs to be packed, cleaned, and sold...
Meanwhile the aforementioned two-year-old is unfolding the laundry (as I am folding it) and the aforementioned husband seriously wants to keep all of his comic books, Tonka trunks, Legos, and Star Wars toys from his childhood...
Seriously?
GAHHHHH!
Hi, Internet. Have you missed me? I've missed me...
I know I haven't been around much... you know, commenting and posting like usual. It's because I've been that crazy, stressed out, screaming woman since this insanity all began.
Oh, did I mentioned that we have NO IDEA where we will be living and therefore no idea where to ship our stuff in London, and my mother-in-law wants to come "help" me pack...
I've cried more in the past two days than I had in the past ten years.
Why was this such a good idea, again?
Yeah... It's one of those things that makes perfect sense.
I mean, they are required to have their very own pricey seat on the plane. They stand in the same lines, go through the same security clearances, and must keep their liquids to 3.5 onces and within a Ziplock Brand baggie...
It stands to reason that they would be required to provide the appropriate documentation... when you think of it.
But, WHO HAS TIME TO THINK when your husband starts working in LONDON in 3 weeks and your house in DALLAS, TEXAS still needs to be packed, cleaned, and sold...
Meanwhile the aforementioned two-year-old is unfolding the laundry (as I am folding it) and the aforementioned husband seriously wants to keep all of his comic books, Tonka trunks, Legos, and Star Wars toys from his childhood...
Seriously?
GAHHHHH!
Hi, Internet. Have you missed me? I've missed me...
I know I haven't been around much... you know, commenting and posting like usual. It's because I've been that crazy, stressed out, screaming woman since this insanity all began.
Oh, did I mentioned that we have NO IDEA where we will be living and therefore no idea where to ship our stuff in London, and my mother-in-law wants to come "help" me pack...
I've cried more in the past two days than I had in the past ten years.
Why was this such a good idea, again?
11 comments:
Chin up girlfriend! God is sending you on an adventure, and you just gotta jump!
Your interpeeps are behind you all the way :)
It's a great idea and I am in awe of you for making this decision and this move. I am too much of a chicken to do something like that.
I second vintage dutch girl, chin up!
I will say I was watching House Hunters international in London the other day...and said to myself, "oh, I should let 'so, what do you do all day?' know that this is on...it could be valuable information." and then I just laughed at myself.
Good luck
Never turn down a request of anyone who wants to help you pack or unpack... Moving is SO STRESSFUL. But you'll get there, unpack, start hanging with the Queen, begin speaking in a British accent, drinking tea and all will be just brilliant.
Promise. Hang in there.
awe, hugs...tell MIL if she wants to help should could come get the unfolding laundry child and take them somewhere for a few hours. :)
GOOD LUCK SWEETIE, it will settle down eventually!
For the love of God: do not let MIL help you pack. Have her take the kiddo for half a day instead. You'll keep blogging when you get to London, right? Get your house in order and we'll wait right here :)
Maybe you could let your ml help by babysitting or cleaning. We moved across country (so not as big of a move as you are making) as much as I needed help it seemed more stressful let anyone help. It will be worth in the end!
I'm with the last 2, let the MIL babysit while you pack.
Hope you find a house soon and yes it totally bites that toddlers need passports, hope you can get one processed quickly :)
This is not meant to sound harsh...but sell it all. Ebay is your new best friend. When we moved, I sold it all on ebay, and I've never wanted it back! Good luck to you:)
Oh God. Not the MIL. I liked the idea of having her take the kids so you can get stuff done. Remember all life's great adventures start off a little terrifying. Anyway, don't worry, Dallas, London, how different could they be? :-)
Just keep thinking "This too shall pass" and it will. Keep crying, it's a stress reliever. And for our move over here, I just kept telling myself that hundreds of people have done this before me and they got through it.
I wish I were closer to London so that I could be more help!
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