We have been here in line for nine days. And zee Germans are so rude! Cutting in line, or letting 20 friends cut ahead of them.
This evening was the ONLY opportunity we had to do some shopping. I’ve been working late nights this past week, as well as most of today, and the shops aren’t open on Sundays. I just got all the back-pay owed me over the past few months, and Martin and I refuse to wait another week to finally get our bedroom set!!
It had to be done. And now that’s done, I don’t intend on stepping foot in IKEA again for at least a year!!!
Or three months, if I’m being honest.
On another note … The ninth Chief Master Sergeant of the Air Force Jim Binnicker passed away today. He did a lot for the enlisted corps, and was a great mentor to many! I was very fortunate to cross paths with him a few times in my career. He really cared about Airmen and their families, and continued to work and support them long after he retired. I’m not surprised at all by all the kind words I see others posting about him, too.
Ahhh! Got a lot of things done around the house today. Put up the finishing touches in the kids’ bedrooms, hung up curtains, artwork, sorted through the kids’ clothes and organized the closets. AND sat down for a few hours with the whole family for a Tom Hanks movie marathon.
AND web-chatted with my Mom and sister Jinger, too.
Our version of a Christmas date night = painting and painting and painting. Fortunately, Grandma flew in from Ohio this morning, and is hanging with the kiddos at the hotel. We are getting the house DONE!! Continue reading →
We got the estimate two days ago for how much it will cost to have folks come in and paint our house. Though feverish and helpless in our hotel room, Martin took one look, raised his fists, and defiantly yelled, “NOOOOOOOO! We will paint the house OURSELVES!!” Continue reading →
This is The Book. As I remarked in my previous blog post, it is currently the secret to my sanity. Well, that and a bottomless pot of coffee.
It’s really just a big binder with numbered labels that I bought at the local office supply store. I already owned those plastic, brightly-colored pocket folders (purchased in Germany more than 10 years ago, actually), and I was so pleased to see they match perfectly with the labels. There’s also a three-hole cloth pencil case in there, and it will eventually hold all the small receipts we’ll be collecting during our journey. Continue reading →
[dropcap style=”color: #9b9b9b;”]I[/dropcap] blinked and it’s already October.
At least, it seems that way when I look at my kids and see how much they’ve grown this year alone.
Doesn’t it always, though?
Martin and I are in the midst of a few home projects, such as re-doing our bathrooms. For the past few weekends, we cordoned off sections of the house, forbidding our children to engage with us, forcing them to fend for themselves when it came to food and entertainment.
So, fueled by a diet of cereal, milk, cheese cubes, slices of bread, chocolate-covered pretzels, and soda, my children got creative with their Legos, emptied their closets and toy chests, and re-organized the family room making blanket forts.
My oldest also created this using one of her Lego sets and her digital point-and-shoot camera.
While working with Martin on the bathroom yesterday, I was reminded of this photo from our trip to Florida.
The story: as we hurried to get ready for Disney, I realized my purse was too full and unorganized to carry around the park all day. But I was busy getting the kids and myself dressed. So I “searched” my purse for something, essentially dumping it all out on the table, and explained, “Don’t worry about this, Martin. I’ll just clean this up later tonight when we get home!!”
A mess that needs organizing? It’s like catnip for Germans.
PS – My purse was neatly sorted and organized, and he put aside just the stuff I needed for the single backpack we ended up taking, by the time we left for the park.
Martin and I are busy updating our bathroom with a new floor, new sink, new toilet, and new paint. Let me clarify: Martin is peeling away old paint, replacing floorboards and dry wall, removing nails and screws, and I’m watching and bringing him drinks and tools when requested.
Selfie in a vanity mirror display at Lowes.
Third trip this weekend, but the first sans kids. My friend Jennie showed up at the house and said, “Hey, I got the kids. Go!”
So I think we will finally be able to get all we need to complete this bathroom today.
PS – Paint stains on hands and limbs are a “thing” this season. Trust me.
To the best of my knowledge, there is no English or German word to describe — for better or worse — the emotions or qualities of a partner/spouse revealed specifically during remodeling/home repair.
Sort of like “weltscmertz” or “torschlusspanik” … there should be words to describe the surge of emotions felt when a spouse drips paint from the brush … or demands that every corner be taped … or picks the same exact shade of flooring as you do at the same time … or makes inappropriate jokes while drilling new holes in the wall. There should be a name for all of that.
2:08 p.m. – I never realized before how aimlessly people move in IKEA. I’m here for something specific, and being by myself without chasing children, I could move with a purpose and take a direct route thru the maze. But wow! It was like being in the midst of bored, yet friendly zombies just sort of bumbling along and into each other. Fascinating.
2:20 – Waiting for my number (above). Nobody’s complaining about it either. 🙂 #momcation
2:50 pm – As Martin can attest, one of my secret talents is the ability to get huge, unyielding pieces of furniture into small vehicles. I’ve done this in both in Europe and here in the States. I’ve stunned my husband, my father, and skeptical warehouse workers. We are talking washing machines, sofas, bookshelves, etc.
Today, I had twin-bed mattress slats, which are super easy; I just put the seat down and slid them in from the back door. It took less than a minute. Yet the lady who offered to help me was impressed. “You figured that out pretty quick,” she said. To which I answered, “Haven’t you ever had a small purse crammed with everything you need? We figure these things out everyday!”
[dropcap style=”color: #9b9b9b;”]A[/dropcap]s I mentioned in my last post, Martin is away from home again, fulfilling his annual two-week Air Force Reserve obligation (called “annual tour”) at Little Rock Air Force Base in Arkansas.
Once again, it’s just the kids and me at home, but this time feels a little different than the previous times Martin’s been away from home. Maybe it’s because we just did this less than two months ago, maybe it’s because it’s only for a short period of time, or maybe it’s because we knew about this one for a long time and everything fell in place according to plan, but in any case, life at home has been pretty breezy, if not the usual controlled chaos.
And for proof that things are, indeed, going swimmingly, I was able to leave the house without the children on Friday night. Ashley came over the hang out with the kids while I ran off to play bunco with my friend Yvonne. I’ve never played the game before, but it wasn’t hard to pick up, and I got to meet several new ladies who all lived in Germany at one time or another, or who had a connection to the military or government work. I had a blast.
Other things the kids and I have done while Martin is gone include:
Going to the Native American museum in downtown DC.
Taking up yoga. For real. Every day. Our smart TV offers an easy yoga app and the kids love doing it with me.
Sorting and purging all our clothes, books, and toys.
Got caught up on laundry. Yes. You read that correctly.
As for Martin, he’s doing well down there in Little Rock. He was immediately put on “swing shift” which means he starts working in the middle of the day and doesn’t get off of work until late at night, which makes it a little complicated trying to catch him for a web chat or quick phone call, especially since he’s an hour behind us.
He and the group of Airmen he’s traveled with all went on a road trip to Graceland in nearby Memphis, Tennessee. He was especially pleased when he learned that I’ve never been there myself.
He also had lunch with Livvi, who is the youngest sister of my high school best friend, Jessica, back in Northern Kentucky. The last time I saw Livvi was right after my high school graduation, and she was Lola’s age and still in elementary school. Now? She’s grown up, married, and also serving in the Air Force as a loadmaster stationed at Little Rock. The world is really that small, and I love that we can really go just about anywhere and bump into people we know.
Anyway, he is scheduled to be back next week, and it’s a good thing. From where I sit right now, August is already looking to be a very busy month for us. The girls will be heading off to spend time with family for a few weeks. We will celebrate two birthdays.