Under Pressure

Apparently I had some sort of subconscious block about this move that was directly related to ridding my house of flea market Stuff. I'm telling you, I'd been all oh-it'll-all-come-together about the sorting and packing until Sunday morning, when I woke up about 20 minutes before anyone else in my house and my mind was racing. Thoughts darted back and forth, jockeying for position on my mental to-do list. And I've had perma-nervous stomach since then. Good times! Even though it will all get packed no matter what, I've started Labeling and Making Lists and Sorting. I know it sounds very un-fun but it makes me feel slightly more in control and this moving business is always actually slightly out of control, so it's a nice balance.

On a happier note, remember how I was lamenting the lack of furniture purchasing? The drought is over. We found an antique piece today at a Hong Kong (might all great furniture come from Hong Kong?) shipment that spoke to me. Or maybe it sang. All I know is that it made my heart beat a little faster and when people ask, "where are you going to put it?", I just want to laugh. Because furniture that speaks to me like this doesn't need a destination - it just needs to be in my crates next week. And also? Technically we don't know where any of our stuff is going to go since we don't have a home come Tuesday, so why hold any new pieces to such impossible standards? Luckily Jeff was with me to give a thumbs up, or maybe he just acquiesced because he could sense my sweaty palms and rapid pulse (like young love, now that I think about it), because I don't think I would've had the courage to buy it alone. Ahhh, I love it when things work out.

Speaking of working out, Wyatt's really into doing push-ups these days. Somehow his are more taxing to his legs than his arms, but he gets the up-down bob going and it makes us laugh every time. Every once in a while he'll switch to sit-ups, but push-ups are obviously his favorite. He usually just does them with Jeff, but he dropped and gave us fifteen on the sidewalk this weekend. Can standing at attention be far behind?

I have a couple Japan posts that have been brewing for months now and I've realized they have to make it out of my brain and into pixels in the next seven days or they'll lose their impact. And we also realized that we're packing our wireless router on Friday, so we'll have to be all archaic and plug into the wall - horrors! - until we're out of the house next week. Plus, starting tonight, dinners are going to get a little sketchy around here. We're in pantry-emptying mode, so if anyone knows how to make something tasty out of a can of great northern beans, peanut butter and Rotel, be sure to let me know.