day seven: easily spilled

We spent an hour at the store last night running around in teams gathering things for boy #2, as we helped to prepare him for the big move out. After the cashier gave me the receipt, and laughed at me for having all boys (little did she know they are leaving one by one, and I was feeling melancholy), we packed up the car and headed off to Los Hermanos to meet Geo for dinner. It was a nice way to spend family night. We looked out the big glass windows and watched the clouds roll in as the sun performed quite a fade out. A few helpings of chips and salsa for the boys as G and I tried to talk across the table. Que bueno.

We started driving to the dorms right after paying the bill and loading the kids into the car. The drizzle started, but it wasn't strong enough to deter us from our mission, which at the moment seemed to be to make Mom kinda sad. Of course, once we started moving the things in I found myself getting excited for my son, remembering my own first move to college and how much promise it held. We unpacked and put on brand new sheets. They were crisp and had folds and that new smell. Books up on the shelf. Clothes on hangers. Soy in the fridge for my lactose-free boy.

He won't be moving in until Wednesday. Turns out the rest of the building was completely empty until then, so he came home for two more nights, with his stuff settling in on its own. Today we put him to a bit of work and had him rejoin us for another two days. Then this morning...

We had the usual a.m. routine. Breakfast, take homework inventory, music practice, etc. Then after going to BYU with Geo for a faculty breakfast I walked into my classroom to find these.

Flowers from the teacher whose position I now have since she took a leave of absence. A kind note that put me over edge for a few minutes made me glad that I had the room to myself for a bit. Between the changes in our family and the workload at the new job I have been a bit overwhelmed. I have realized that even lots of good things can get to me. I am a full glass of water.


Anonymous | August 26, 2009 at 7:03 AM

A full glass of water might be easily spilled but it is still much better than being empty. :)

Yeah, you can just call me the queen of random pithy sayings. ;)

Lots on your plate right now, huh?

Kamee | August 26, 2009 at 7:35 AM

How sweet, and beautiful! I am here to wish you a wonderful day today with all your new little munchkins! You will be great:)!!! I also had to laugh, Joe is my bus tech this year! I was so happy to greet him yesterday, and I think he was as well LOL!

Connie | August 26, 2009 at 7:36 AM

There's so much going on in your life right now and your life is full. You're a very blessed woman and those blessings spill over to those who associate with you.
Thanks for sharing your blessings with me. Hang in there.
Today's the kick-off! It's going to be good!

Kazzy | August 26, 2009 at 8:21 AM

Kamee- LOL good news for Joe!

April | August 26, 2009 at 9:21 AM

I like what together said....I am just filling my glass up again. You are so blessed!

Lara Neves | August 26, 2009 at 9:52 AM

I just can't imagine how it will feel to send my kids off on their own. I love the way you put it, though. I'm quite sure it is the way most of us do/would feel in the same situation.

Melanie Jacobson | August 26, 2009 at 11:20 AM

This must be such a crazy and exciting time for you. Good for you for holding it together so well.

Heather | August 26, 2009 at 12:42 PM

So you have me crying for the second day in a row. I don't know how you manage missing your sweet sons. I'm glad that you included that detail about Los Hermanos, it is so Provo! I was right there with you reading it.

Erin | August 26, 2009 at 3:07 PM

I keep writing things, but then I delete them because they sound silly and trite.

Just know I am thinking about you!

AnneMarie | August 26, 2009 at 3:19 PM

Gary & I took our #1 son to move into Wyview today myself. The only time I got sad was right before I got back home and I wondered if he would have anyone to go to the Freshman BBQ with tonight. I felt the same way when I dropped him off at 7th grade (oh so many years ago) and wondered if he'd have anyone to eat lunch with. Just as he was fine back in 7th grade, I'm sure he'll be fine now. But what about Mom?

Luann | August 26, 2009 at 5:09 PM

I wish I had thought of leaving you some beautiful flowers in the classroom. She's a good friend.

I know how overwhelmed you've been and I've been thinking of you. I'm just not very good at letting you know or figuring out how to make things a little easier for you. Even good things can get to me too. Hugs.

Melissa | August 26, 2009 at 6:32 PM

I'm pretty sure they had those same desks when I went to school there. :)

Anonymous | August 27, 2009 at 8:26 PM

Wow, how sweet of her to send you flowers,and with a note.

They are beautiful.