6.10.2011

One. More. Day.

It often feels like my life this past year has been a series of "just" getting through "One ... More ... Day ... Not that life has been all that hard. It hasn't. It's just been temporary. Nomadic. And none of us have ever settled in.

I find that I use the phrase, "If Only" far too often as well.

If Only ... the kids ...
If Only ... the dog ...
If Only ... the neighbors ...
If Only ... the school ....
If Only ... the State Department ...

Introspectively, a whole lot of complaining. For no real reason. Except that I can. And I do it well.

Anyway, tonight is our last night in our crappy little rental house in Newport Beach. It didn't start off crappy. Just little. But it was apparent after moving in that the landlord wasn't really interested in keeping us in a safe, maintenance-free environment. She wanted to collect a rent check. And the problems? As frequent and as small as they may have been, were met with resistance and untimely resolve. Which was aggravating considering how much money we paid in rent. Bygones...

On the bright side, tomorrow morning, we move out of this crappy little rental house and into a hotel. And an even smaller hotel room. One room actually. With four people. For two weeks. Until school ends.

There isn't enough wine in Newport Beach to numb that pain ...

But soon. Soon enough we will be settling on our new house. On the date that Matt is actually scheduled to arrive back from Baghdad .... and one year to the day that he actually left. An auspicious day indeed.

Now, if only I can make it through just One ... More ... Day ...

10 comments:

Issas Crazy World said...

You've done so well friend. You really have. Most people would have collapsed under the stress that you've gone through this past year. You are amazing and I'm proud of you.

Two weeks in a hotel...well at least it is cleaned each day for you, right? :)

Christy said...

Daily cleaning may be the bright spot? And maybe room service? But you can do it! I'm amazed by you all the time! Seriously - you're an inspiration Jill!

Sunny said...

Oh boy. So sorry. Soon, soon, soon. My heart is with you.

Sadie said...

Sending you lots of hugs and well wishes! This is going to be a tough few weeks, but there's such a shining light at the end of the tunnel. You've earned some rest! Good luck with the hotel - and daily cleaning is indeed a bright spot!

Nomads By Nature said...

The light is shining at the end of the tunnel! Will keep you and your sanity/humor in prayer. You're just about there!!! How exciting!

Mom24 said...

Maid service is definitely an upside. Hang in there, the prize is in sight.

Heather said...

There aren't enough lattes, boxes of chocolates, or massages in the world to make the hotel "ok". Good luck. Thankfully, you've got some great stuff ahead of you.

More wine!

Smallbits said...

Wow. Hard to believe it's happening. Good luck with the two weeks in the hotel. Hotel living is not my favorite thing. I hope it at least has a pool.

Shannon said...

Almost done. One day at a time!

Kat said...

Oh. My. Word. I don't know how you do it. All of it. But four people in one room for two weeks sounds like insanity. I am praying for you that these two weeks fly by quicker than any in your life, and that you have wonderful moments that make you actually want to remember them. ;)

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