The Players

So- I haven't written since my first blog because I found myself sooooo motivated the first night and then chickened out.  I got really self conscious and figured I didn't have anything interesting to write. I was going to do a detailed outline about my husband and 2 kids but I got bored just writing it.  All you really need to know is that I have a wonderful, lovely, compassionate husband who is constantly misplacing things so I'm always subconsciously remembering where he lays down his wallet or keys or screws for the bookcases during moves. We have 2 beautifully wild, loud kiddos- a 3 1/2 year old son and a 14 month old daughter.  I'm tired of breaking up fights and crave silence more than any other time in my life.  Caesar, our 110 pound lab/golden retriever graces us with his presence, his bad breath, his unexplained late night seizures, and his warmth everywhere we go.  The big change is that our motley crew just packed up an 800 square foot 2 bedroom apartment on the Upper West Side of Manhattan and moved to a much smaller city but much bigger house in South Carolina......14 days ago.  3 weeks ago I'm walking past bustling street corners, taking the kids to crowded city playgrounds, dodging the fall influx of rat mating season, having a glass of wine with a friend at a trendy downtown bar........to all of a sudden owning a gray mini-van and raking leaves.  First off- I own a freaking car!  Second- I own a freaking gray mini-van.  I seriously can't find it in the mammoth grocery store parking lot so I find myself parking really far away so I can spot it quickly.  If it gets any worse, I'm going to paint a giant lightning bolt down the side so I won't try to get into someone else's car.  

These next few months are going to be quite an adjustment.  I wonder how long it will be before I stop thinking of NYC as home and give in to our new life......mini-vans, leaves, and all.