We’ve arrived! We moved in a snow storm, but got it all unloaded before the big one hit. From there, we were sitting under about 16″ of snow and bitter-cold temps. Nearly 2 weeks later, we are digging out and settling in.
Our living room (see my daughter being silly as she tries to get out of the room in time!)
At first, I was super pleased with our progress. Boxes were being unpacked and things were finding homes, but this week, as we began a bit of homeschooling again, I found myself frustrated and overwhelmed.
Then, I remembered this always happens.
Every time we move, I end up needing to deal with a few bad habits we’ve gotten into in the previous house. Sometimes the issues are direct results of the move itself. This move was, and is, no different.
1. I am sick of the paper trail my children leave about the house.
I am all for creativity, but oy! the paper trail is maddening! I snapped this photo the other day and then asked my little moms-of-many group to please advise (feel free to offer your own advice as I’m still working through it all!).
This scene is recreated all over my house every day of the week, and most every child in the household contributes. My bigs try to be a bit neater about their paper, as do I (yes, they got this from me), but my littles draw and dump at will.
This sort of thing needs to stop. Problem is, I’ve been too lazy to stop it. I’m to blame for paper and pencils and crayons and scissors *gasp* and glue being TOO easily accessible. So, this move, those things are finding a new home with new rules.
2. My little boys stand (and often jump) on the furniture.
We had discipline for this in the old house, but I wasn’t always as consistent as I needed to be with it. I didn’t stick with it as is needed to actually break bad habits. This move, I am determined to nip this in the bud and stop this behavior once and for all.
“Method?” you ask? Every time they stand on, jump over or off of the furniture, they must stand, nose to the wall, for as many minutes as their age. The 3 year old gets 3 minutes, the 5 year old gets 5 minutes, and yes, my newly turned 8 year old gets 8. (Eek! Can you believe the 8 year even stands on the furniture sometimes?! You ought to be feeling better about your parenting skills already!)
3. I need to do better about the “place for everything and everything in it’s place” rule.
I’m just going to be honest here, my organizational skills are severely lacking. Every little thing I organize has to be brainstormed and often reworked before it actually makes sense. It is a painfully slow and ugly process.
When we move, I have to find new places for things and then learn where those place are. About the time I learn those places, I realize where I put things makes no sense and needs to be reworked. (We have a saying here, “As soon as you know where it is, we’ll move!”)
This move, I am hoping to get things organized sooner. (As soon as I typed that, I sat here blankly for a few minutes. Who am I kidding? I won’t get organized any sooner than I normally do because I haven’t somehow magically gained 4 more hours to my day or grown an extra set of arms or a more organized brain. Yeah, scratch that...)
This move, I am hoping to get things organized
sooner. There, that’s better.
So, there you have it…a little taste of life in our new home. Never a dull moment!