Moot Thoughts & Musings

It's nice to have my computer back. It's nice to be wirelessly connected to my in-law's cable modem. Wow! So this is what it's like to be fast? Better not get too used to it.

I'm still reeling a bit from everything. As soon as I get really tired at the end of the day, all patience and realistic thinking go out the window. When we arrived on Saturday evening, Chris and I both felt unsettled. It felt a little anticlimactic. We had been working so hard, fueled at the end with the adrenalin of a permanent move and a new life in store. To not pull up to our own place to start that life seemed a little weird. (We're staying with my inlaws for a couple of months: saving money, getting a good chance to thoroughly look for a new place, getting help with baby when he comes.)

We had our first Sunday not in New Orleans. The first Sunday after our church there was no more. It was sad. We celebrated the Lord's Supper, and I felt keenly that my friend (and pastor's wife) and I hadn't been calling each other on Saturday to see who would pick up a bottle of wine and mini baguette for the occasion. It's kind of silly in and of itself, but it represents the smallness and closeness of our little group there. How everybody had to do something or it wasn't done. And how we were all so happy and eager to do it, because it was for the church. I thought about the friends we left behind. How was their Sunday? How will they do in a new church?

Yesterday I went to the doctor here. I saw the second doctor in the practice. We were in and out of there in less than half hour, which was a nice change the endless waiting in New Orleans. But overall their manner and the whole office and everything isn't as nice as NOLA, and we felt kind of sad. It'll be fine. I'm content with it all. But I'm not losing a whole lot of emotion about the new OB situation. Just go in there, deliver the baby, and that'll be that.

We also explored a little bit. Chris has lived in this area, so it's a matter of remembering where roads lead. I need a map. The one I grabbed from my inlaws' was of Montgomery County, MD, not PA. :-P I love maps. So we drove around a bit, accidently got on the turnpike, ended up where we began, and came home for a nap.

I feel like I need to take ownership a little bit in order to feel settled. I unpacked baby stuff right away, and Chris set up the portable crib and bouncy seat minutes after we had arrived. We're tired of putting away all our excitement into a box.

Yesterday we worked in the yard. The yard needs serious attention. It's sort of a "if you give a mouse a cookie" kind of experience. For instance, yesterday, I thought I'd just pull up a couple of weeds in the patio and sweep it up. It lead to our pruning ivy, raking out piles of dead leaves, sweeping the driveway. We dug out lawn chairs from the garage and bought a couple of those bamboo torch things that you put citronella oil in. I feel giddy about the fact that we can actually be outside this summer. It's so nice!! We had fun being outside in the afternoon, but I overdid it a little and felt pretty lousy in the evening.

It stormed in the evening. Everyone was watching an old movie in the basement. I won't say that I don't like old movies, but sometimes, if I'm not in the mood, their effusiveness grates on me. I went upstairs and listened to the Grateful Dead Hour on the U of Penn's radio station (no kidding, a whole hour, weekly. *sheesh*) and folded the baby clothes trying to figure out what I have now.