I'm a wife, a mommy, and a full time engineer in the auto industry. I started this blog to keep the grandparents up-to-date while we were overseas, but now I just enjoy it.
I'm a Martha Stewart wannabe but real life gets in the way. If I had more spare time, I would spent a lot more time crafting.
Hello! Long time, no write. To be fair to myself, I’ve certainly had lots of good excuses for not posting. At some point, I need to fill you all in on the whole repatriation and the holidays. We’ve got a ton to share with you.
BUT, for now, I’m just here to say that I haven’t forgotten about all of you and hopefully you haven’t forgotten about us.
A very belated Happy Hanukah, Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year to all of you.
I can't sleep. I woke up at 4:30 am and couldn't go back to sleep thanks to all the things running through my head.
In addition to all the other, expected things that are on my mind (see previous post), my work laptop decided to kick the bucket yesterday. I was working on it at the kitchen table when I heard a *pop* and then about 10 minutes later my computer locked up. A computer lock up is no big deal...a simple, albeit irritating, reboot and all is well. Right?
Right? Hello?
Not so much.
My laptop started to boot but then the screen went blank except for the message "Missing Operating System."
Now I'm no IT expert, but I know that's not good.
So with all this sleep not happening, I've spent some quality time during the wee hours of this morning on our (gasp!) desktop computer in the basement. I've researched various bakeries in the area to see which ones will be open today. I have mentally prepared my order that I need to place for our going away party at work on Monday.
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side note -- It is German culture to throw your own party at work. This includes the "I just joined your group so come have coffee and cake at my desk so I get to know you" parties, birthday parties, going away parties, etc. Like I don't have enough other $#*% to do right now, I have to arrange for a joint going away party for me and Ben.
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Anyway, I've been on the computer for awhile this morning and I've been working on catching up on my Google Reader items and came across a cute video. You should all know by now that I'm a Breast Cancer Awareness advocate and so when I stumbled across this video, I though I should share.
Some employees at the Providence St. Vincent Medical Center in Portland, Oregon put together a music video to promote Breast Cancer Awareness. It's a cute video and looks like they had a lot of fun making it.
Here's hoping your search for slumber has been more successful than mine.
So the panic has started to set in. We have 3 days until the movers come. There is so much to do. We have work obligations, we have social obligations, we need to organize, purge, clean, pack. I have ridiculous amounts of laundry because the idea of packing up anything dirty just makes me shudder.
If it wouldn't hamper my progress on the afore-mentioned things, I would be drinking copius amounts of red wine right now. And tomorrow, and the next day, and every day until we get on that plane.
Was I this stressed when we moved here? Somehow I am remembering that I was better organized...maybe that's just selective memory at work.
Perhaps it's the added stress of moving over the holidays. I still have Christmas and Hanukkah gifts to purchase. Oh, speaking of gifts, I need to get "thank you" gifts for Carter's teachers.
I've already stopped feeling guilty about not keeping up with the blog and not responding to emails from friends and family in a timely manner.
Despite the lists and piles and planning, I have never felt more scatterbrained in my life. Probably not true, by that's what it feels like. My brain could seriously benefit from some ADD medication right now.
If you are thinking of us at all, you should be feeling sorry for Ben and Carter for having to put up with me during this next week. I'm sure I'll be testing the limits of their patience over the next couple of days.
Fortunately, we get to fly home first class. Hopefully during the 9 hour flight I can decompress and will be back to normal (albeit jetlagged) by the time we touch down in Detroit.
OK, now I know there's some chocolate around here somewhere...
