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Reality Check One Two, One Two @ Waiting on the Coffee, Sitting on the Couch – Webster

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I was so excited to sit and write a post that started with something like “everybody agrees how bad I am at Mario Kart makes zero sense given how good (actually I would say stellar) I was driving through Idaho’s curves”.

But the reality is this post is coming by way of early morning time to write due to household cat management. It’s not really an inspired moment of reflection on our road trip home. (Trust me when I say, I have a lot to share on the days in between now and the post I wrote sitting on the couch on the front deck of our house in Bellingham.)

As I am writing this, I am interrupted by our resident cat coming *out of nowhere* and screeching as she pounced on new comer cat’s paw curiously poking out from the bottom of the basement door. Cat. Management.

We have this circus cycle of cats to litter box, cats to outside, cats to basement rotation going on as we (please dear God make this work) acquaint and blend our combined three cats.

Kids are blending fine. So fine that they apparently do not sleep and I hear both sets of new sisters rounding out their “all nighters” upstairs. Good. Grief.

Personally, I am recognizing this cat wake up call this morning as an introduction to being in front of a computer screen at 5:30a as I plan to work early once the kids are back in school so I can break mid day for a couple of hours to do the whole lunch, “what are you learning”, “let’s do science” thing.

The lunch part of that equation is especially important as the teens “free feed” which, you know, makes everything harder (per a cat article on how to introduce new cats…) The weeks we did an established lunch time during quarantine seemed to work out well.

….Except now I am not sure what meal you call what they eat at noon… per some quarantine inspired song lyrics I wrote, “dinner is breakfast, and breakfast is dinner, and lunch is all the time….”

All of this to say – The reality checks will happen. All nighters will meet all day zoom school starting Monday. The cats will eventually cross actual paths. My work schedule is going to have to get serious.

And with those upcoming cruxes (life is really just a climbing route), there are plenty of other new, less challenging, realities: that I am deeply charged by when all 5 kids are together, the humor David and I find in our combined calico of cats and kids, and the confidence we have in our current phase… being in the same bed every night. These are rich, live-giving things.

I, of course, have a short list of observations and sentimentalities to explore and share. I, of course, have things I am learning and leaning into. Specifically, this notion of “being the generous and just queen” and handling blips a little better… like when my stepdaughter assumed my chimichanga was hers and asked me to remove the toppings. Rather than being a generous and just queen “oh! I thought you had your dinner, here, let’s split it”, I forfeited my longed for Mexican, nearly cried and let that moment mean more than necessary.

I had the hardest time falling asleep that night processing how I wished I had assumed my power as the woman who will be showing this young girl how to be kind and fair and generous. Then feeling the relief that I get to try again the next day. Then the wash of “man, why did I act like one of the kids”, with then the relief of “now you know”.

Ah, the cycle of process and growth…

I do need to acknowledge the role of fatigue and hunger in those moments; causing me to not handle things as well as I did the winding roads in Idaho. It’s just plain science that I will have moments where reactions are human reactions and not the strategies of well rested royalty. It’s just, I suppose, a reality check to self care and to fold in and to communicate gently.

Anyway. It’s been a couple of days so I have a lot starting to bubble up and work itself out in words and phrasing. But it’s time to wrap it up and have a little coffee time with the husband.

…It is such a neat season to be paying attention. //

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According to Ellen (who did not sleep and is walking to Starbucks as we speak with Aria), I am waiting to knock out some cats with my Captain America shield.
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Scene from last night while three pizzas, 30 toasted raviolis, 1/4 watermelon, a quart of strawberries and salad were put out on the buffet. :)
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It All Catches Up With You @ Sitting on a Part of the Couch on the Front Deck, Bellingham

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It all catches up with you: moments, memories, meaning.

We decided to delay our departure a day to give a nice 24 hour buffer, prevent stress and maximize efficiencies and time along favorite coordinates.

I got a chance to properly pack the rental van, pack lunches, pack coolers, make a cat hut / cat fort and as the house emptied, I would have these moments where my eyes swallowed the bare floors or the sunset and see them in both the first way and the now way.

I remember my first visit up here and being confused; not only by the obvious task of looking for things in a new kitchen but also in wondering why he had so many things of baking powder.

Now, the kitchen is organized by my handiwork and, although David still tends to have multiples of things, that no longer confuses me. I know how he operates and how, for him – it’s easier just to buy it and have it than to make a list and take inventory before leaving the house.

(Multiply that by the fact Kara (11 year old step daughter) bakes and he grocery shops as a sport; you get a lot of cinnamon, vanilla extract and baking powder.)

Anyway….

There is a picture of him that I took putting our to go coffees together before my early morning flight out after that first visit up here. It’s my favorite – I remember thinking “he is so handsome” and “I like his style” and “I’m proud of him”.

It’s hard for me at times to see him leaving Washington. He loves it up here, he just moved up here two years ago, and I know if we could root here we would grow something we both are so intrigued by.

That being said, I really truly know that we are still actively rooting – regardless of city. And I really truly know what we grow is very intriguing. Lastly, I believe leaving here does not negate the very cool, very whole hearted thing he did moving up here two years ago.

David continually shows his kids, me and now my daughters a generosity and a willingness that births adventure. I think he shows a boat load of patience, creativity and ethic that fruit a home.

He “gives” more than he “sacrifices” and I found myself moving through the house I know now like the back of my hand feeling this “wow he really loves me” feeling.

I think, when you’re going through major change, and you’re really present and feeling it – you don’t always realize the summation of what is occurring.

Baselines tend not to be minute by minute play by plays. But they *do* happen and all the sudden you’re in your boyfriend’s kitchen as his wife, you’re packing his family as your own and you know the trust between you is green and ambient and maybe even a little psychotic in its love.

Some college kids bought a tv off of us and David took $ off to have them move the couch out for the neighbor to grab. And so we picnic’d on it :)
I’ll remember this forever – back when we had no idea “how it was going to work”, just that it “was working” :) ✌🏼

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Final Days Before Moving @ Bellingham With a Bright Sky Behind Me

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I laid in bed awake last night and was going through this work puzzle and – in a dream like state – was trying to figure out the question I was going to ask to get some clarity.

Annoyed work woke me up, I decided to log time to the project for this subconscious processing, and tried to switch gears to thinking about my Amazon subscriptions and how I was going to run the most efficient household ever. Strategic Target runs… bike ride to the market for fresh fruits and veggies… double benefits as I’ll get exercise and I’m sure David will join me… still awake… still awake… I hope this doesn’t happen on the road trip, I want to be able to sleep on the caravan to STL… started counting sheep.

Our bodies seemed to be going in a side sleep / back sleep cycle. When I got to 117 with the sheep, I sighed. He spoke, “I am wide awake.”

“Me too”.

We compared early morning notes of where our minds were. For him? Time travel and why Ed Norton played the original Hulk. <head rolls back and silent laughter – the Avengers!>

We cuddled up and chatted a little bit. It was 3 am and we started daydreaming about a honeymoon. We have not had a chance to honeymoon with COVID. Such a buzz kill.

I turned on some singing bowls. I finally fell asleep. Woke up with a work dream… I had figured out the question I wanted to ask and went to a meeting in a posh foreign building. I was wearing all slim solid black designer clothes.. stiletto heels.. the people we were meeting with were patronizing and had diamond eyebrows. My boss signaled for me to just do what they said, that I was not up to it. I ignored him, sat at the table and stared this diamond eyebrowed guy right in the diamond eyebrows and said “I just may have the answer you need.”

Which is ironic given that I am the one with the question. Prophetic, perhaps.

David makes the coffee in the mornings and brought two mugs to bed for coffee time when we finally got up for good. I try to work on central time when on the west coast but am one million percent failing miserably.

We made our list this morning of things to do in the next couple of days. Gotta make a plan for the cats to travel, get the rental van I will be driving, finish packing, road trip meal planning… not gonna lie – excited about the cooler…. 

Ok. Work. Let’s see about getting the day done…