Updates

Update 1: I am still alive over here. On March 7 I started back to work after my brief 4-day long "vacation" which consisted of packing, moving, setting up DSL at the new house.  During my 3-day work week back, I commuted to the new and empty house with my laptop set up on a card table.  I dropped Jack at the new daycare every morning before going to the new house.  He screamed every day when I had to leave him there, and leaped into my arms every day when I went to get him.  So much pressure at work, and so difficult to leave the boy at the daycare that I am not happy with.

Update 2: The lost luggage has still not been found.  I've started creating an itemized list for the claim form.  Once I get to the $1,375 limit imposed by the airline, I can hit up my old homeowners insurance, according to the lost baggage customer service guy. In addition, he said my claim form filing would initiate a new search of the airline's warehouse of lost bags somewhere in Texas.

Update 3: David and his friend Russ arrived after their drive cross country on Friday. It was great to have them finally arrive.  My mother and step father were away for the weekend, so it was also nice to have company.  These two guys wired the new house for Ethernet on Sunday. What geeks we are.

Update 4: The movers arrived on Monday.   We started sleeping at the new place on Monday night. There are still things I cannot find, such as any checkbooks.  So I ended up rush ordering some checks for my old bank account yesterday. They should arrive by Saturday. Even though I plan to close this account soon, I cannot do that yet because my payroll direct deposit hits that account.  And I cannot write any checks to the new daycare (which doesn't take credit cards), etc. because I have none.  My new bank account, the one I now have checks for has $50 in it. But the only way I have to move the money right now from the old account to the new one is to withdraw cash from the ATM and deposit cash in the new account. Crazy.

Update 5: Work has been so crazy busy, and I waste a lot of time looking for things I cannot find.

Update 6: We've found another daycare and plan to move Jack on Monday to that new place.  It's owned by Mulberry, which runs daycares across the country.  No webcam though. (I miss the old place's webcam!)

Update 7: I have been crabby.  People have told me that I've been crabby.  I feel badly that I've been crabby because so many people are trying to help me.  But I continue to be overwhelmed.  My schedule goes from 7 am when Jack wakes up until 9 pm when I finish washing up the dishes and getting the boy's lunch ready for the next day.  I don't have time to go to the supermarket or to buy a hair dryer or a can opener.  David says that he is worried about me and suggests I get some exercise.  I know that he is right and I need to take a step back and figure out how I can do a better job of taking care of myself so I am not in such a reactive mode ALL THE TIME!  When a person gets like this, Cheryl Richardson, author of Take Time for Your Life recommends "extreme self care."  (I read the book before Oprah made her famous).  Must remember to put extreme self care on lengthy to-do list...  Really, can't this pregnant woman just sit here and gestate quietly for an hour or two?

Comments

[magpie]

Oh I feel for you. But one practical suggestion - can you do internet banking out of the old account...and pay bills that way?

[Aurelia]

Oh Jess, yes, I think you should just gestate! You have a lifetime to exercise!

And if David is so worried about you, let him do dishes and make lunches and take care of cheques...gahh, MEN!

I seriously seriously admire you for all this. I would've just lost it and had a breakdown if I had to go through half of this and be pregnant at the same time.

[Eva]

You have every right to be crabby! I admire your fortitude. Hopefully things will simmer down very soon.