Home School Lesson

For school this morning we are watching a documentary of the 911 attacks. It brings back all the emotion and sadness, the frustration and confusion. It wasn't my choice for a school subject this morning, it was my oldest daughter's choice. She is interested in what happened as she was much younger when it happened and doesn't really remember it. 

It is crazy how they are able to show what happened in this documentary based on the evidence found. And very sad to see them playing certain shots over and over again. Not the best of memories. But we are learning about many things. For instance how a structure built the way the Pentagon was helped to keep the damage to a minimum (if you can believe it) as there were people who survived and the plane did not go in as far as it could have. And how the blast waves were contained due to the building's design. This saved people who just happened to be standing in just the right spot the moment the blast waves hit. And how bomb proof windows protected people from the fire. The area hit was being renovated so the more than 5,000 people who work in those areas were not there that day. 

Just a peek

So the picture is of our living room and where we slept the first night in our house. It was crazy but fun. Now our home is full of furniture and boxes and is a mess. But it is slowly coming together. I truly enjoy just having a house. 

Moving right along...

Well, this has not been the smoothest transition from one state to another, but we are finally moved in with all of our stuff and I have to admit, it feels wonderful to sleep in a bed and have a fridge. Living in an empty house with an ice chest was fun for a while, but not so much fun after the second week. 

We spent the weekend bringing boxes in and we are still unpacking. And today we went to the DMV and made our residence here official. It's nice to be home. Now we need to start connecting with more friends and family. I'm thinking we do a once a month get together and just invite everyone we know and see who shows up.   :B

The First Week at Home

I am currently sitting in what will be the den of our new house. It has a single chair in it, and my school papers are scattered about with scribbles here and there. There is an almost empty can of paint calling my name waiting for me to use it on the last of the trim work and a bucket with a rag, paint brushes and a tarp, and various other things on the floor. In one week I have managed to live with no furnishings other than air mattresses and folding chairs while using an ice chest for a fridge. It has been fun and interesting as well as frustrating. Some of the comments surprise me though, like "Oh! you have no fridge? How do you eat? How do you keep your food from spoiling?" or "How can you live like that?" Comedy really.

We took this, our first week, to clean the walls and the floors, dust the windows and blinds, wipe cabinets and paint rooms all in preparation for our truck-o-stuff to get here to our newly purchased home. Our truck-o-stuff that clearly we do not NEED but just can't seem to live without.

At night I sit on the floor and log into school and try to make sense of my instructors postings and assignment requirements in order to make some sort of plan on how to accomplish what she wants on the due dates I'm given. I've managed so far. My biggest obstacle is staying focused and remembering I have school because I am so easily distracted with what we have been doing to this house to get it ready. I have worked on it every day since we got here.

Tomorrow I will attempt to get the trim work done without the purchase of another small can of paint, but I am not sure there is enough in the can to get it done. I am feeling lucky though. ;)

I will also be painting polka dots. Like 30 of them. Then I get to take a trip to the airport to drop a couple of my favorite people off so they can help our truck-o-stuff make it here. 

Eventually I will get to see my husband again which I am so looking forward to. I miss him as I have not seen him in over a week. This, our first week in our new home. It's been fun.