It's already March. I can't believe it. We will close on the new house in less than two weeks. It seemed so far away, but now it's almost here. Today, we cleaned out the den. We've been here four years and I don't think we ever got to use that room. We simply have too much stuff.
I don't even know how that happened, either. Maybe we have always had too much stuff. Each place we get is a little bigger, but never a lot bigger. Will it be big enough? I sure hope so. It sounds so large right now, but will it be enough? Is there such a thing as enough space? Sometimes I think not.
Still, only two weeks to go. Erin has suggested that Vivian and I try to spend time there during the day, to get her used to the new place. The catch is: We can't use the heat, since the furnace really needs replacing. "It'll be like camping," she says. Because camping has always been big on my list of things to do... still, I understand the motives and also want to spend some time just getting to know where we're going to put everything.
I'm wondering about the neighbors. Will we fit in? Will they be happy to see someone come in and restore the place, or will they still be resentful of "that house" that fell apart in their higher-class area. There is a lot about status I don't get, and what I do get, I don't believe in. Still, I want to be liked by my neighbors. That's been something I've enjoyed most of all living here. I don't want to lose that.
I returned home from GDC to find Vivian rather snuffly. Erin warns me she has a cold... which tells me, as her primary caretaker, that it won't be long before I have it too. She has been irritable and impatient all week. Somehow, I don't seem to have it, and if I did, it's very mild. Maybe it was the flu and my shot countered it. I can hope. :)
On Friday, it was only 10am, but she had already fallen asleep on the couch next to me. I wanted to move her into her crib, but she was adamantly against that. A second attempt and she went down nice and easy.
We took her to the doctor yesterday. She has had a low running fever. The doc basically confirmed that she's over her sickness, but she's well into teething. It's going to be a long journey.
