We are in the finally countdown of weeks left living in New Jersey. E and his cousin will be working hard because this is their busy season.
It is also my busy season, but work pays the bills, so E won't be coming home much.
This stresses me out in so very many ways, but I know what I have to do and I only have 5 more weeks here if everything goes the way it is supposed to go.
We will leave for NH in the beginning of February, whether the house is sold or not. I promised the kids a birthday party with their friends from school and considering their lukewarm feelings of moving from their entire family, I figured it was the least I could do.
The list grows with things I have to do before I leave. I must pick up K's birth certificate, I have to eat more Chipotle because I am certain they don't exist in NH. I have to pack. I have to get my hair cut and colored and get my highlight color name? number? from my colorist. I have to get K baptised. I have to eat more bagels. (If you have never had the chance to eat a bagel in NY or NJ, what you are eating is not even close to being a bagel. Nope. Also? Why are there no delis outside of NY/NJ/CT? WTF?) I have to take the kids for a well visit at their pediatrician and dentist.
I have to pack. I have to visit my friends and grandparents one more time. Did I mention I have virtually nothing packed?
This month will be a busy one, but lonely. But, at least I have you guys, right?
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