Our Move

That would be my awesome Geordi helping unload the u-haul

So much has gone on in our little family over the past few months that I feel like I am completely behind in EVERY area. The biggest issue has been the fact that we moved in April. Now, we didn't just decide to find a place, pack up and move. Nope. We were told that our landlord was moving back in, get out. Our lease had been up for a while, so we knew that it was always a possibility. To be honest, though, we were really hoping to stay for a while so we could rebuild our credit from the disaster of 2 divorces and a VERY expensive and drawn out custody case.

Now starts the house hunting. There was practically nothing available in our area that met our criteria, so we decided to start looking closer to Riker's work. There were several that I found that fit all of our criteria (and then some), but we were either turned down for our credit (which is bad, but not THAT bad geez), or the agents would never get back to us. We were both very despondent and starting to get worried. We were going to be without a house at this rate! Oh, and keep in mind, This is all Feb/Mar so the kids are all still in school...

Finally Riker decides to look closer to "home" again. There is a "gated community" in our area that used to be Air Force officer housing before they shut down the local AF base about 15 years ago. They had been bought up by a company and rented out as rental houses. I was NOT happy (and I emphasize NOT) about this idea. I was excited to moving to an even nicer area with a minimal commute. I have to admit that I let my pride get in the way a bit and was looking forward to "moving up." These houses are SMALL (we're talking half the size I was looking at) and OLD (circa 1950 and they look it) and were military housing, so not a lot of amenities (ie NO amenities). But, I went along and looked anyway since I wanted to help Riker not feel so stressed out.

After our walk-through of the ONE house available that would even begin to fit our family (and it's the biggest floor plan... oh man), Riker says "I have a good feeling about this place. I think we should very seriously consider this option." (are you kidding me?!?). We got home and made a deal, if I could find another place in the next 2 days before they cash our deposit check, we won't move there. By George, did I search my heart out! I found another place in the same area, price and size range. Plus it had been fully renovated AND came with lawn care. I booked an appointment immediately. However, I kept having this nagging feeling and I decided that I needed to pray about it. The answer was a resounding NO. So, I prayed about the one Riker had put a deposit on and it was a resounding YES. I seriously flipped out. I actually said, out lout, in the middle of the night, (I was praying after Riker had gone to sleep) "SERIOUSLY?!? WHY??" (yeah, that woke him up lol). It was the SAME price, size, ward, EVERYTHING as this nicer house. Why can't I have the nicer house??

I still haven't figured out why.

But, I followed what I was told, and my husband's promptings, and moved into this tiny little crap-tastic place that I TOTALLY did not want to move to.

Miscellaneous Monday- I'm going crazy

I have had an absolutely CRAZY August and September and I am SO glad it is over. I have been dealing with a lot of court stuff regarding a custody dispute over Data and Worf. My ex husband tried to claim that I was mentally unstable and shouldn't see my kids anymore, despite the fact that they have lived with me since we got divorced. I had to go through a full-blown psychiatric evaluation (surprise surprise, I'm NOT crazy) and a custody evaluation to determine what would be in our children's best interest (another shocker: they should stay here). On top of that, Data broke his arm while on summer vacation with his father and wound up needing surgery to repair it once he got home.

You notice the nice bend in his forearm?? Yeah, that's NOT supposed to be there. That was after being set and casted for THREE WEEKS by the idiots that his father took him to... Not a happy Mama Bear >:( Then, we had our "normal" craziness of school starting and numerous birthday parites (4 birthdays in one month!!).

September didn't get any better with Riker working a ridiculous number of hours in order to pay for our attorney in the aforementioned court nastiness as well as the rest of our bills. Then, we decided it would be best for our family to move to another house (a whole mini-saga in itself). I am super excited about the new place and all of the promise it has, but it was a rough move. Just a mere week later, Riker's sister got married and wanted Yar to be the flower girl (which I had to make a dress for)

AND wanted me to make her cake (4 tiers of yummy, stress-filled goodness), so yeah... Oh, and then Worf got a bad ear infection the day before he was supposed to go to his father's and I had to deal with the headache that came with trying to convince the man that it wasn't really best for Worf to be going on vacation to 6000 feet from sea level with serious fluid built up in his ears... (common sense apparently isn't all that common)

Yeah... I think I'm doing pretty well to still have my wits about me at this point.

So, now I am taking the day off. I haven't done a single routine thing all day today, apart from heating up leftovers and giving Geordi a bath. I have been pretty laid back and read a book, played with playdough (fyi, real playdough is SO much more fun to play with than the cheapy stuff), and updated my blog. I probably should make something for dinner, but I have no desire to be productive. Especially sitting on my couch surrounded by boxes that need to be unpacked, a yard that needs cleaning and decorations that need to be put up. I really am excited about doing those things, just not today. It doesn't help that it is wonderfully overcast today and I have an even stronger desire to curl up with Riker, my fuzzy leopard blanket and a cup of cocoa and call it a day. Too bad it isn't cold enough for me to convince Riker to light up the fireplace...