I can't believe we're so close to Christmas. Jared's new job is starting really slow with the patient load because it's a fairly new clinic, so he has actually had quite a bit of free time when he's at work. He asked me to send him a family picture from our last week together in Washington so he could turn it into a Christmas card. He was so excited to bring home a whole bundle of Christmas cards that evening, and then I noticed that the cards are from "The Johnson Family"😂 I was all for keeping them and sending them out to close family and friends anyway because (a) they'd think it was funny, (b) most of them will end up in people's trash cans anyway after the holidays, and (c) It feels like a good reflection of the chaos of our year to have the wrong name on our holiday card😂 He did end up ordering a new batch but I fully plan on sending the original version to my siblings. 

It's been a pretty good week over all. I got a few family pictures on our wall to help it feel a little more like home. We are settling in more and more--Jack is getting off to school without much problem anymore, and we've made some tweaks to the bedtime routine that seem to be helping (the "tweak" is that mom leaves the house entirely to take Savvy on her walk and then spends time writing during the hour before and after bedtime--we discovered that if I'm in the house AT ALL the kids will sob and sob because they want me in their presence 100% of the time if they know I'm home; everyone does much better with Jared doing bedtime, especially now that he's working all day so that's his only time with the kids). Jack goes to primary better now that he knows and likes his teachers and the kids in his class. So all said and done, I'd say it's taken about a month in our new home to get to a place of feeling like I can catch a breath here and there.

That said, it's still tough. And I like to write these things down so that the next time I'm going through a similar difficulty (which will be in about a year most likely for our next move) I can look back and get a feel for how long it took to get through the weeds the previous time. I'm so glad we were able to keep a majority of our furniture and have some things ready to put right up on the walls to make it feel more like home. I'm glad I've gone the "quick" approach with decorating instead of the precious approach that would take longer, knowing we'll only be here a year anyway. I do feel at home and happy about our house and neighborhood already. However, I still feel like I'm navigating some discomfort at being unsettled. I don't feel like myself, and that wasn't helped by getting a drastic haircut right after we moved, oops😅 I kind of feel like I'm living someone else's life in this post-move era. Next go around we're hoping to have a few weeks of overlap between when we need to be out of our rental and into our home, so we can move one room at a time and start fresh with everything a little more organized in our next home. It's a little chaotic here and by the time everything is put away nicely and NOT chaotic, it will most likely be time to start thinking about packing up to move again. Le sigh. Grateful to be here though, and reminding ourselves that moving is just a season, and there is joy and community and home on the other side. 

And we already have a good bit of community and joy and home now! We had my parents over for dinner once this week, and my high school bestie's family. I should have taken pictures but we were having too much fun for that. So now, some other pictures from our week:
^^Alice with the street style walking around our neighborhood. She loves winter clothes/accessories.
^^A very cool sunset from my walk with Savvy on the trails near our home. We chose this neighborhood based on its close proximity to foothill trails and I am SO happy we did. A quiet sunset walk in the foothills is my happy place. Currently this is only happening on the weekends because it's too dark by the time Jared gets home to be roaming around the mountains, but come springtime I plan to be here daily.
^^Alice in her happy place--on a step stool with some cheese.
^^Jack scooping molasses cookies. The Christmas activities have been less frequent than usual this year but we're still making up for it with the 15-foot Christmas tree:
^^Jared took the kids sledding while I put our family pictures up on the wall on Saturday afternoon.
^^And we had a game night with cookies last night. We'll break this place in yet.

Breaking It In

We are continuing to settle into life in or new home, which feels so comforting. We were able to borrow my dad's truck to pick up our washing machine and dryer, and borrow my dad and brother to help get them set up, so we caught up on a lot of laundry this week. On that note (skip the next two paragraphs to bypass a boring asthma update), I read that if dust mites are exacerbating your asthma, you need to wash and dry your sheets on the highest possible heat setting at least once a week. It occurred to me that in the past I've always washed my linen sheets on a "delicate" cycle on low heat, and either dried on a delicate cycle as well or air dried them (linen sheets wear out pretty quickly so this was an attempt to extend their lifespan). And I was only washing them on a monthly basis, not weekly. This week I tried washing/drying all of our bedding on the highest heat setting to see if my nighttime asthma issues would go away, and what do you know, that seemed to do the trick! I'm hopeful that by washing/drying my sheets on high every week I can continue to keep the asthma at bay for the first time in years. 

I also had an enlightening asthma experience last week in a furniture store. Jared and I were in a corner with all the fabric samples deciding which one we'd use for a couch we were interested in. As we flipped through the samples, I all of a sudden felt my throat constrict and an intense asthma attack coming on. We immediately ran to the other side of the store to try and find water, and the asthma slowly went away. In hindsight I'm realizing that was likely another dust mite issue because of the dusty fabric samples. I never knew this about myself until this week, but it's nice to know that dust mites seem to be the primary agitator of my asthma. I'm glad we ended up getting a Speed Queen washer and dryer. We debated going with a different brand because Speed Queens REALLY wash things well and can even be a little too tough on delicate items, but in the name of dust mite destruction I think we made the right choice. Lots of weekly bedding laundry in our future.

Speaking of couches (wow, this may be my most boring blog post today. Probably skip to pictures😂) we got two couches on a great Black Friday sale. We didn't go with the custom couch we were looking at with the fabric samples--just two floor model sofas for cheap at Ashley Furniture that were able to be delivered within a couple days. These couches were to replace the sectional we sold with our Washington home. We ended up putting one of the new couches in our great room, and the other one in our music/living room. Riveting stuff. 

Hmm, what else...Jared officially started his new job today. He worked from home last week doing lots of training videos, but today he will be seeing his first patients. Very exciting for him. Oh! We went on a date! Without either of our kids! Most of our "dates" for the past 7 years have included one of our kids in tow, and we'd try and keep them distracted with a show on our phone so we could have the illusion of being on a real date together. One time we hired a babysitter in Washington, but the going rate was $20 an hour and that was tough to stomach. Jared's parents would watch the kids when we'd go away for our anniversary trips, but they lived far enough away that we weren't commuting to them on a regular basis. Anyway, my parents watched our kids last week while Jared and I went to a sit-down restaurant for dinner. We couldn't even remember the last time we'd done that. Probably well before Alice was born, honestly. Then we got some chocolates and found an art+antiques shop to wander through. Truly I'm not sure we've had such a date-feeling date since maybe before we had kids. It feels INSANE to have close access to several loved ones who would be happy to babysit now. It also feels insane to know that all of my siblings have had this the entire time they've had kids and have never had to go several years in a row without having a proper date. I'm happy for them and now happy for us. After a big stressful move like this one, me and Jared have never needed a real date more😅 

It feels very good to be past the most stressful parts of our move and now in the part where we start settling in and enjoying some peaceful moments in our home with our family. I caught myself feeling panicked a few times this last week about the slow rate with which we've been able to unpack and organize. We still have a long ways to go, and it took me almost a week just to unpack our closet (kids bedtimes are still rocky, so free time is still very limited). I was able to take a step back and remind myself, "Hey! It's not like packing up to move. There isn't a deadline on unpacking. This isn't an emergency." This reminder has helped me a lot. I also like knowing we'll never have to have this home perfectly staged to sell since it's a rental. It takes a lot of pressure off. I'm ready to try a little thing called *relaxing* in the evenings more often in this house. Very excited for this new development. And now for some pictures: 

^^Visiting Nana and Santa! More on this in a few pictures from now.
^^A hike around the Traverse mountains with a lovely view of the nasty inversion. I am thrilled to be living so close to foothill trails again. My preference is to take Savvy for a daily hike instead of a daily walk.
^^Alice discovered Jack's shirt drawer and wants to wear one of his shirts for her outfit all the time now. We also discovered turning our nugget pads into a stair slide. Hours of fun.
^^One of Jack's cute sweaters as Alice's shirt of the day.
^^Visiting Santa at Jamestown Square, where my Grandmother lives. Alice filled up on cocoa and donuts. Jack was terrified of Santa. If anyone is familiar with Dr. Becky (a famous child psychologist) and her "Deeply Feeling Kids" model, one of her top indicators that you have a deeply feeling kid (her nicer code term for a highly intense kiddo) is that they are very suspicious of anyone in costume. This has tracked for Jack since day one. He HATES Halloween. Loves the candy, hates the spooky stuff and costumes. Always has. Refused to wear a costume altogether this year, and he's six years old. Peak Halloween age. Anyway, all that to say, it was a fun event, and Jack would not get in our picture with Santa for anything😂
^^Santa and Nana
^^Alice lifting weights with my cousin Cameron's little boy.
^^Jack smiling (nervously) because I told him we could leave if he'd just get in this family Santa picture with Nana. He is squeezing my shoulder so hard here haha. This is likely the only picture we'll ever get of Jack in the same frame as Santa during his entire childhood. I'll take it! Thanks for the fun Christmas activity, Nana!

I'm looking forward to an even more casual week ahead of us. It's been months since we've had a "normal," casual week. But now that our furniture and laundry machines are in place, and Jared is back to work and Jack has started enjoying school a lot more, it feels like normal might be just around the corner. Just in time for the holidays. It's a Christmas miracle.  

The Good, Boring Stuff

Things were pretty crazy for a minute (month) there. I didn't even realize I missed a blog post last week until I sat down to write this one. Moving is TOUGH. We have moved rather a lot in our marriage. Big moves, every time. Cross-country moves, cross-state moves, international moves. Add in a few kids, with enormous feelings. Take away a husband for a while. I am weary of moving. This must be the feeling people get when they know they are done having children, but with moving. Last time we thought about moving to Utah there was an element of "what if" in my mind. What if there's another adventure for us? What if we get bored living in Utah for the rest of our lives? What if we regret not trying out just one more location together? I am really grateful we ended up moving to Washington and living out that adventure. It was truly wonderful--a gorgeous place to live! And now, the "what if" thought isn't entering my mind anymore. I feel like we're where we are supposed to be. I realize we will have to do at least one more move in the coming years when we buy a home, but I'm hopeful that will feel less chaotic than all these big moves with big moving parts.

Putting that behind us, life is finally starting to feel better than it has for the last month or so. The bumps are less bumpy. Jared made it to Utah. Our moving truck made it a week later. And as a of a few days ago, the moving trucks have been emptied out into our home and we have our beds again! And our clothes and furniture and kitchen supplies. All our things really, except the furniture we sold with our Washington house. For the first time in ages our kids are sleeping through the night without waking up having what appear to be panic attacks. We moved Jack and Alice into the same room because they both get scared at night without having someone in there with them, and so far that has been a GREAT decision. Jared and I get to sleep in the same room in our non-air-mattress of a bed. 

The only problem is that ever since our bed arrived I've been having asthma attacks every night again. The silver lining is that I think I've discovered the missing link to my asthma puzzle. I've been having nighttime asthma issues for years now. In our last house it was really bad and I chalked it up to living in a new build where the vents probably were never blown out. Or maybe something to do with the humidity in Washington. Sure enough, when we moved to Utah last month the asthma issues went away almost entirely. No issues in our new home while I was sleeping on an air mattress. The fact that the asthma flared up again when I started sleeping on our own bed is telling me that the asthma is almost definitely being exacerbated by our linen sheets, or by our mattress. I'm going to try swapping out our linen sheets for some bamboo sheets (this is the best kind to use if you have asthma--they keep the dust mites away). If that doesn't work then I'm almost positive the issue is our cheap mattress. Come to think of it, I never really had nighttime asthma issues until we moved to Wyoming, around the time we bought our current mattress. And then it continued to get worse and worse from there. Hmm. Real-time stream-of-consciousness problem solving on the blog today. I will keep you posted on my asthma journey. 

Well darn--Alice's nap didn't last long. I hear her waking up already. To summarize a really lovely week into a paragraph, I'll just say we had the loveliest Thanksgiving with family at my parents' home. My brother's family came to visit from Idaho and the kids were in cousin heaven all week long. I got to have Thanksgiving with my grandmother and with aunts, uncles, and cousins who I haven't seen in years. I found a listing for a 15-foot-tall Christmas tree on Facebook marketplace, and when Jared went to check it out at the local liquidation store, he bought it on the spot. At first I wasn't sure about such an enormous tree, but it is bringing a cozy glow to our whole house when we need it most. Long live the 15-foot-tall Christmas tree. I'm off to grab my lil bb girl from her nap, but here's to a great week ahead! May we find the hardware for Jack's bunk bed and our kitchen table in the mess of boxes scattered throughout our house, Amen.

^^Jared had a month of bachelor living, including a stint of staying at a fancy resort on San Juan Island with his parents while I managed the chaos of our two deeply unsettled kids who wouldn't sleep through the night for anything. I felt so awful after that month--sleep deprived, sick, unsettled, depressed--that as soon as Jared arrived I spent two nights at Snowbird on my own to recover. I intended to do a lot of Christmas shopping, explore the pool, maybe do some hiking, but I was so deeply unwell that I only left my room once the entire time I was there. I spent the whole time catching up on sleep, watching movies, doing a little online shopping. There was even a kitchen in my room where I cooked my own meals. It felt homey and cozy, and like a restful vacation at the same time. It was so needed. p.s. If you ever want a cheap, peaceful stay at a ski lodge, go in November!! It's the slowest, cheapest month of the year because ski season hasn't started yet. I didn't see or hear another soul the entire time except the front desk guy who checked me in. They put me in a room with an incredible view and a fireplace on the top floor. 10/10 would recommend. 
^^I've been waiting so long to be able to do this hike. This hike up Dry Canyon was the final hike I did the last time we lived in Utah, over ten years ago, the night before we moved to Grenada. I remember so distinctly looking out over the valley and having the thought, "This has always been my home. The longest I've ever been away from here at a time is 2, maybe 3 weeks. And now I'm about to move away for who knows how long. If I ever make it back and call this place home again, that'll probably be at least a decade from now." And I was right. And now here I am on the other side of that decade, feeling like it went by every bit is slowly as I thought, and yet not so long at all. Time is a funny thing.
^^Taking my rightful place in the back seat of my brother's minivan. I actually felt like such a cool kid back here sitting by my cute niece. I love that I can experience life as a present and involved aunt now, instead of as a visitor who gets to occasionally see her nieces and nephews during a fleeting trip to Utah. We'll get to see our Idaho family more often too now that we're closer to them and now that we live in the same area as Grandma and Grandpa.
^^Thanksgiving jumpsuit girlies
^^I love this crew!!

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