another chapter in Mobe's life has ended today. I try to keep up with tabs on things but sometimes get lost in the loop along with the rest of the sheep. Sure, I may be located somewhere in the front of the herd and am prone to lead, but I have my rare momos where I need a break and am content to follow, a bit lazily, and take notice of the scenery, or bitch and moan like the rest....so.....BAH!
It wasn't overly dramatic on my end or even eventful. Just time ticking and running out and now that everything for the most part is where it is needed to be the moving is over. Now I have to dig down deep to find new energy to organize and place my and Lobo's life in order and assemble some sort of routine, then reassemble on the weekend coming to start the Christmas deal. Today I had to wear different hats. Leader, follower, arbitrator, peace keeper, disciplinarian, nurse, moral support, and drill instructor. It wasn't fun and was even harrowing but we got it all done with some true grit and sheer will power. Today three squirrely women and one man had to put aside achy backs and broken bones and migraines and strep throat and whiny kids to get a job done and well...we got an "A" on our report car I am happy to say! Tomorrow afternoon I will go to the old condo and sweep the carpets(electric has already been turned off)and pick up a few small things and turn the keys over to the landlord with my apologies for things not being quite as well as I would have liked but much better than I have seen others leave when they have had to move. This has all been humbling to a too loud, proud, fiery red-head and I am forever grateful to all who helped even if some regretted it and weren't in the best character for the "giving" season.
I am not accustomed to asking for and receiving help but am learning to and it isn't new territory but it is not my favorite past time. My sister in law and her friend did a lot today for me and my brother suffered along with us and everyone was barking and fighting in true "mobe family" form, but nothing was impeded. All in all it was a Canada Dry/Redbull kind of day and haven't had time this week to post here or anywhere else for that matter. I miss my peeps and my family online and my readers and my instant gratification but wanted you all to know we are fine and though this is a new stage and adjustment, I feel we will pull together and congeal quite nicely together. My room looks like a crowded and organized studio/office and my clothes and soaps and things are almost where they need to be and no one will starve as long as I am around with chef knives and there are stray cats to be had(just kidding),and the kids will all adjust. Jay's and Keely's oldest has to step aside for a new "big sis" in Lobo and the wee one(what a spitfire with the cutest evil face I have ever seen)will learn the world and people are not her universe to pivot around her. I will have to wear clothes almost 24/7 and Jason can't sprint from bathroom to bedroom "a la the streak" and they will try and be patient with my transverse sleep schedule and I will try not to create too much "ado" when they and the rest of the world lay there heads down at sundown. All is good for now, lots of work to do and I am quite sure Santa will be sliding down a secret chimney in the Mobe Cave with a small digital camcorder, and if I ever figure out how the blasted thing works, vids and pics are sure to follow!(not of me but my new family and Lobo-as I don't think any camera whether Santa's or Japan's will recover from the site of me and my rants in total!)~peace to all, mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves!
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