Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Funkity, Funk, Funk...


So, I can only partially blame Miss Zoot.  She's one of my favorite, really real bloggers, who I had the privilege to meet at a Blogher conference a number of years back...  She started the earworm with "Funky Cold Medina..." and a post about landing in a funk, working your way out, coping skills...  and me, I've been humming "Funkytown!" ever since.  So now that you're thanking me for the dueling earworms...

My reality is that I've been feeling funky for awhile.  So much so that I've hesitated writing here as I haven't much liked the stress running through my head/life, much less putting it to paper (or at least down here for all to see).  Ten months of trying, showing, selling our condo put a stress on all our lives.  Not an easy task while running a family with two kids.  Two failed offers, and finally a taker - who would only buy if she could move in at the end of February - no ifs, ands or buts.  And so commenced the packing and moving, frantic and in the snow, to...  where?  Despite our best efforts, we are struggling with where do we go from here?  The right town?  School system?  At least an OK commute for H?  What can we really afford?

We found some temporary housing that is serving its' purpose for now.  But with the idea that it's temporary, we strive to not unpack completely - and so the chaos continues.  I stress, and I have trouble sleeping.  In between I hug my kids tight and try to keep life spinning as normally as possible for them.  Other than Daniel's school schedule, and H's 12-hour workdays our schedule is all over the map.  Suggestions for coping with a 2.5 year old in tow?  Other than my obsessive re-watching of Big Bang Theory?

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