Friday, May 4, 2012

But everything changes...

I moved the house this week. Actually, Shiloh packed it, and my friends moved all of it. It was a huge blessing to not have to lift a thing. We now live on the third floor with four sets of stairs. I didn't picture this being an issue until I've actually had to do it several times a day. Amazing how much energy it takes when your packing a belly and an 18 month old. Not to mention any item that needs to go from the car to the house. I clearly have been out of shape for to long. No better time than now to pick up the habit again :) We live back in Eagle River, right in the middle of downtown! When it warms up a bit I will be walking everywhere, all the time. This place has a two car garage as well! That means all the dead wildlife, safe, and freezer will be in Shiloh's new sanctuary.


 I'm considering giving Tuffy to my parents. I love the thing but I find myself constantly annoyed that he has to go outside, or get exercise, or that he licks...things i should just accept cos HE'S A DOG. I hate his bark or when he whines. Shiloh and I adored him before we had Levi, imagined Tuffy being 16 and being our beloved forever dog. Now I just am irritated. My father calls tuffy "the greatest dog in the world" and they have another dog and a fenced in backyard. Ugh, it would be much better for him down there. My parents have three foster children right now as well and he would get so much more attention. I can't imagine having a newborn and Levi and taking the dog out everyday.  Time will tell, could be the pregnancy talking. SPEAKING of that, I truly believe "pregnancy brain" is a real thing. I called GCI to have them help me with the tv and the guy told me to put the twist cord thing into the wall. So I did that for like five minutes, getting more frustrated that it wouldn't twist and stay in the wall! I am ashamed to admit I was twisting it to the left...not the right. Oh, another one. So we just got this garage and I closed the door while sitting in my car. And for two seconds I sat there when the door was shut. Then I was like AH TURN OFF THE CAR! Could have unintentionally killed Levi and myself( I was sitting there because the heated seats are amazing). Then later that day I almost started the car with the door shut! Last time I was pregnant I hit the car into a very LARGE cement pole. I do not know what to make of it.


My whole life I have never had cable tv. My grampa had it, and it was a treat to go to his house and veg the whole day. In fact, anywhere I've ever gone that has cable(hotels, friends houses) has made my heart jump a little and be excited that I could get the chance to watch it. Up until recently I've loved trash tv/reality shows. Jersey Shore, Teen Mom, Cheaters, Cops, you name it I've loved it. So this new apartment has cable built into the rent already and so now I have access to e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. Uh, weird! Only I find now that these shows are disgusting. I wonder why this has changed for me so suddenly. Maybe its been happening slowly ever since Levi was born. Watching my language and how I talk to Shiloh weighs on me all the time because I have this little sponge observing everything. Now that this portal to the world is right there on my dresser it makes me disturbed to even watch deplorable behavior. The temptation has disappeared and it is very strange. 

I guess those are all the random thoughts I have for this day. 

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