Got 3 car trips worth of stuff situated at the new space. Can’t wait to move on Saturday!
I am exhausted! Finally taking a mini break from packing and driving before I have to go pick up Kerry. May go drop off the load that its in the car if it decides to stop raining.
I want something yummy to eat and a nice hot shower. I want this moving to end :| at least my parents come tomorrow to help finish this up. I did good today and moved pretty much all of the kid stuff minus their furniture, and random boxes that were taking up space.
Now I can finish up the rest of the house and be ready for the weekend. I want my apartment empty by Sunday so I can go in and clean it with my mom.
I’m so looking forward for summer to end, its so dang hot! Pictures coming soon!
Unusual stomach pains freak me out! I always think I’m pregnant, eek! Hoping it’s awful indigestion and not a baby. I just want this uncomfortableness to pass!
Yoga is even better with a friend! #yoga #yogasarasota #sarasotayoga #sarasota #acro #acroyoga
Free open house at @circusoulyoga September 6 2:30-4:30pm
Join us for a donation yoga class @4:30pm with Britt Dienes & Kerry Tice (at Circusoul Yoga)
isn’t our studio pretty?
and my photograph is on the wall :D
Driving back home from Miami. It’s 7pm and the sun is blaring. No clue where the eff my glasses are. Jamming to some W&W and enjoying the kid free ride since my mom went ahead and took them earlier. She’s not missing Iliana’s first day of school; she’s too cute.
Its almost 1 in the morning and my mom is searching the house for cookies she hid once upon a time. Because the hubs got a craving… I’m currently cackling at this hilarious situation.
On the awesome side of things Iliana learned how to use chopsticks!
Circus arts class at Circusoul! Smiles everywhere! #circus #circuseveryday #circusoul #aerial #aerialsilks #lyra #fun #fitness #followme #funmoves (at Circusoul Yoga)
We have fun at the studio :)
36 boxes packed and it’s only August 10th! We don’t move until the end of the month. I’m a moving expert!
Iliana’s room is all packed and ready to go. Just need to get the rest of the toys lingering about and fill the last few open boxes up. Iliana has a whole box of just shoes!
I’m so ready to get out of here! On Friday we head to Miami then come back to finish up the packing process…though by next Friday I intend to be fully packed with the exception of clothes, bathroom supplies, and kitchen/food, that all will be moved on moving day.
I hate moving, but being able to purge is so therapeutic. T-minus 21 days till we move!
I was sifting through old things I had saved from high school. Mostly band patches of rock bands long forgotten. Some stickers from said bands, random pins. I was such the little 90s headbanger. It brought back so many fun memories of concerts, black eye liner, and this one time I befriended a guy named Dave.
Dave was a cool cat, older than me (I was 16 and he was like 22 i think), and we just had a cool vibe and connection because we liked all the same bands. This was about two weeks ago when I saw all this stuff I had saved (for what reason, I dont know) and was just thinking, what happened to Dave.
Fast forward to this afternoon and I am scrolling through my Facebook feed and his face appears on my dash on an old friend of mines page. Turns out they are in a band together now. I just couldn’t help but laugh at this incredible coincidence. It has been 15 years since I last saw/spoke to Dave and then just like magic he’s in my face, and with a click of a button we are friends again.
And he totally remembers me!! I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing, but I can’t help but get butterflies because when I was 15 he was dreamy as hell…head full of dreads, cool tats, smoked cigs and weed…the shit I thought was “hot” when I was 15 makes 31 year old me cackle. Because if you look at my husband now he is the complete OPPOSITE of all that. It is still cool that after 15 years he remembers a 16yr old kid he randomly hung out with one time in March in the late 90s, lol.
The universe is amazing. I have strong powers of attraction. If you remember and try to bring people into your orbit, it works!
The fact of the matter is, this homeless mom is me. She is you. Today, nearly one in six Americans reports running out of food at least once a year.
*sigh* this was a good read.
Makes me sad. $6 for Cherries when a can of fake raviolis is only 99 cents. When are we going to wake up and do something about this shit?
I feel like I am constantly failing my children because I am constantly yelling at them for the stupid shit that they do. Like spilling water all over my desk covering EVERYTHING in site, which included our iMac, router, my work papers, pens, more papers, more electronics. All of this could have been avoided if Iliana just listened to the billion times I’ve told her NOT to play on the computer. But she thinks the office chair is circus equipment and she spins herself with all her limbs flailing in the air and she knocked over the water.
*deep deep sigh*
some days I wish I could quit being a mom, it is fucking hard work! What it is going to come down to is me quitting my job, us being hella poor and living off food stamps again, because I just can’t handle all this responsibility. I can’t run two businesses and two children without losing my sanity. Something’s going to have to give.