July 10, 2008 | Mama Smith

post date night letdown

It’s 2:20pm on a Thursday afternoon. I am still in my pajamas, sitting on the couch, drinking cold, insanely strong coffee from the french press that was leftover from this morning, finishing off a bag of Pirate Booty, and finally uploading our July 4th pictures to flickr

Levi is finally quiet after crying on and off for the past two hours. Oh wait, scratch that. I just heard a little murmur.

I had high hopes for today. For a morning of cleaning the house, tackling those annoying boxes of miscellaneous stuff yet to unpack, maybe doing some laundry, being creative and entertaining with the boys, getting to the gym for the upper body weights, making a chocolate peanut butter silk pie for friends dining with us tonight. So far it’s 2:30pm and nothing has been marked off that list.

It’s just been one of those days. Where I feel completely unmotivated to do anything. I’ve wandered around the house, picking up things and moving them to somewhere else to be picked up and moved later. The boys have wandered around, bumping in to each other, crying over stubbed toes and swatting at the puppy to leave them alone. Every one seems to be cranky and antsy. A perfect day to escape the confines of home…yet I just can’t seem to muster up enough energy to do so. I hate days like this.

Maybe it was being out late with Matthew last night. Which was well, well worth it. An evening at Barleys of beer/cheese tasting with the owner of Delirium, a Belgian brewery, educating us on the intricacies of Belgian ales. Followed by sushi at Muraski. A night of reconnecting and escaping all the stress we’ve piled on our plates these last few months.

This morning kind of felt like the morning after Christmas as a kid. When the sugar buzz has worn off and all the Christmas decorations start coming down. I’d like to stay in that evening a little bit longer. Just me and Matthew. Laughing and enjoying each other. Forgetting we had work or kids or puppies to deal with. It was really, really good for our marriage soul.

So in case you didn’t gather. We are now in our new home. It is taking longer than normal to get settled. Probably because we’re spending all our time in our gorgeous, shaded fenced in backyard (hollla!). A major bonus of our new pad. I don’t miss the sounds of 385 traffic whizzing by one bit. Or worrying if one of the boys is going to go chasing a stray ball into the busy 4 lane road in front of our old home. So, back to the awesome backyard in the perfect neighborhood… we can’t stop hosting parties because of it. A house warming party. A July 4th party. A “We Love Our Friends” party. Just give us an excuse and we’ll party. Thankfully our neighbors join us for these shindigs or else they’d probably call the cops on us for packing the street with cars and creating such a ruckus.

We are glad to be home. And to be getting settled.

And while going through all my photos, I can’t leave without saying that my cousin has insanely cute children.

And as annoying as Kai is at times, she’s pretty dang cute herself.

You can check out the whole slew of pics of the July 4th festivities on flickr by tomorrow if you’re also sitting on your couch in your pjs with nothing better to do tomorrow afternoon (if I can at least get THAT done today…because, you know, that’s really important…as opposed to making my children dinner or something).