I'm waiting to hit my stride. It's been five weeks and I feel like one of those sea turtles from Finding Nemo who is trying to catch the East Australian Current. (Thank you google.) It seems to be eluding me. Several things have been working against me. First, Jackson went through a difficult phase (hooray for molars) as soon as we moved and it made me dread taking him anywhere. I need to build my confidence back up. Second, we haven't had a mother's day out since we moved. That should change this summer. Third, we've had all kinds of appliance and furniture deliveries, pest control appointments (thank you Charlotte), and a major tile job done that have required me to be home a lot. As of today, we are finally done.
The result has been a very hermitish me. I need to get out more. I need to find my sweet spot with work. I need to arrange the day so that it brings out the best in my two-year-old boy. I need to sometimes risk being out of the house around nap time. I need to chance getting in bad traffic because we drove into town to do something fun.
After such a fun weekend, I refused to come home and be a hermit. I totally over-scheduled this week, but I think it's going to be fun. Today Michelle and her boys came over to play. Tomorrow Jackson and I are meeting a friend and her kids for pizza and then I have a girls night out with Michelle, Christine, and Kay. Thursday night after work we are having dinner with a family down the street who goes to our new-old church. Saturday we will head to the country for the day with our Sunday school class. If all that won't shock me out of my shell, I don't know what will.
Well, we're off to have some fried chicken at my mom's house (thank you Popeye's). It's fun to be so close!