Jake is at a birthday party without me for the first time right now. One of his friends from preschool is having a princess party, but Jake was invited along with the other girls. Her mom told me all the girls were dressing up and that Jake could too if he wanted. This is the outfit he came up with this morning:
He was so proud of himself. And so was I.
But after I dropped him off I got to thinking that his outfit is exactly how I feel these days. A bit “fish out of water.” Like maybe I showed up for the wrong party or I am not quite at the right address or I didn’t read the invitation well.
Last night my mom mentioned that she hasn’t seen me on FB in awhile and that I need to post new pix of Kira. She’s right and I think something is happening to my brain. The only way I can describe it is as a tunnel. Like my normally broad multi-tasking mind has narrowed to go through the PCS tunnel. And anything extraneous to said move is being filtered out to the side.
So my focus of late is all about organization. (Not that you could tell if you could see my living room at the moment.) Tuesday night was our last house buying class and a short date night (curry at Coco’s — crossing that off the list of last places to eat on island) and a lot of discussion about money and moving and budgeting. I spent Wednesday afternoon spraying and wiping and scrubbing out the containers I had out back for planting — no sense in leaving those behind cuz they are relatively expensive to replace. I spent Wednesday night organizing my Creative Memories products because I have a few people interested in buying my old stuff (at 50% off if you wanna give me a holler!). Course now the boxes of CM stuff are filling the corner of our living room. Thursday night was all about getting ready for our final photo shoot on Okinawa — with the sakura (cherry blossoms). And yesterday I sold some of the scrapbooking stuff and then headed off to smile, smile, smile for the camera.
I feel like I need special equipment to gaze into this tunnel of PCSing. Maybe I need to borrow Jake’s outfit to survive it all.
Joelle, Hang in there. Sebastian said it best on the last day at his school: Mom, if I don’t say goodbye- then I’m not really leaving, right??!! 🙂
You’re going to be OK. I’d be in a tunnel too with three kids and a move thousands and thousands of miles away — fortunately, you’re going to be closer to me!
So happy to have those PCS days behind me! I remember the overwhelming lists of things to do, the unknowns ahead, etc, etc. You’ll be fine though! And tunnel vision is probably better than procrastination!