I have been mia for a while…. on purpose!
I didn’t want to give the blog the impression that I was depressed.
My mom challenged me to post something. “It would be healthy to think of something positive to write about”, she said.
So I sat thinking of something positive…. I thought for a long time…. and I couldn’t think of anything.
I am pretty sure I’ve caught the negative bug. It’s awful! It’s worse than the seasonal flu, worse than the swine flu, even worse than the bubonic plaque!
The most common symptom is debunking every positive thought with something negative. Followed by irritating others with a sour attitude and refuting every suggestion they make. There is the occasional outburst or hollering at your children over spilt milk, (or in my case, urinating on the hardwood floor). And you may find that the entire tray of brownies is emptied by you in a single day (yes, the recipe that contained 3 1/2 cubes of butter is now clogging my arteries).
It may be terminal if not treated.
I’m a bit overwhelmed with a new baby, shawn’s new military career, moving to a new house, in a new state, making new friends, and all the changes that come with these things.
I just don’t see any light at the end of the tunnel. (And didn’t we just exit a tunnel?) Is life just a series of tunnels, one after the next? I believe the grass is greener on the West coast! It’s true. I think I have culture shock. I really feel like I’m in a different country.
Wow, could this narrative sound any more depressing?
the answer is yes, yes it could. Let me tell you how….
There are no good thrift stores here in NC, none! (if you know me, you know this could be the death of me). I spent an entire day, dawn ‘til dusk, going to every thrift store in a 45 minute radius. They shouldn’t be allowed to call themselves thrift stores. It was trash, really expensive trash. I am still in shock over this and don’t think I will ever recover.
And that (my mood, not the thrift store discovery) is the reason I haven’t called you, or returned your phone calls… oh and the fact that I don’t have good cell phone service in my home! What the? Way to make me feel more isolated Sprint!
Positive, think positive. Okay… here I go.
I did finally get through this pile of boxes…. single handedly, in between feeding baby and caring for my kids. Noteworthy!
We have a Jacuzzi tub, which is awesome. Reagan is especially enamored by it and will take 1+ hour baths. This is whine-free time I truly enjoy!
The movers broke one of the posts on Reagan’s bed. Before the move, I said, “I’m not really concerned about anything, but if something happens to this bed I will flip out.” And sure enough…. tada. 
I know, this isn’t positive at all. But it is something to mention because it really upset me. really really really upset me. The entire move upset me! I’ll spare you. Just call me and I will tell you how awful it was, okay. (I’m expecting 0 calls).
Woombie. Ever heard of one? Have a newborn? Get one! I saw this contraption online but didn’t want to spend 30 bucks on something that didn’t work. Low and behold I found one at a thrift store in Oregon for $.50 (that’s 2 measly quarters!!). Kennedy sleeps so well in this. She can move her arms and legs, but doesn’t startle awake and can’t escape. This is probably the greatest thing in my life right now (besides the Jacuzzi tub).
We’ve been able to get some entertainment out of all the packing material. Such as tracing our bodies, building forts, and sliding down stairs (slightly dangerous). We’ve had to get creative since it’s been too hot/humid to go outside some days.
And that is my list of positive things that don’t have a negative comeback. Really, I could only think of 1: the boxes are unpacked 2: Reagan is entertained by our tub 3: the woombie keeps Kennedy asleep and 4: the kids are having fun with packing material.
My goal for this week is to think of more positive things. Maybe I can challenge myself to think of 10 things, then 20, then 50. It sounds impossible right now. But I know it’s the only cure for the Negative Bug. And I have to get over this, and quick!
