Sunday stuff

It's Sunday morning and we are not going to church. We have been working since Wednesday to unpack and wash and fold. We have been looking for lids and replacing bulbs and restocking the pantry. We were gone for 3 months and brought 10 checked bags full of...stuff...back to our home. We had moved our other stuff so that another family could move in and watch our home during our home assignment so they they would have a place to put their stuff and do the things they needed to do while they did a fantastic job of taking care of our stuff that we had put away.

So when you unload 10 bags you get this swarm of stuff all over the house. This swarm had nowhere to nest because we had to take our pre-existing stuff and figure out how to blend it with our new stuff swarm so that all the stuff has a place. This has taken longer than expected.

I blame the children.

We have a boy(4) and a girl (2) and a 5 week old son. They require 27 hours of attention, per child, per day. They do not meet their required daily allowance. Why? Because Jenny and I need to do other things like run errands and balance the checkbook and organize the stuff. Now, we don't ignore the children. Yesterday, in fact, while a pile of stuff lay unattended, I spent far too long playing Hi-Ho-Cherry-O. Though, admittedly, one round is too long and we played a lot more than that. Do you know that those cherries fit perfectly inside the nostril of a 2 year old? And they have 2 nostrils. We are currently short 2 cherries from that game but they haven't yet shown up in a diaper so we're holding out some hope. I began this post at 7:13. It is now 8:06. It doesn't take me that long to type, but in that time I have had to get a snack for the kids, then a drink, change a diaper, reheat coffee, get a different drink, find tiny princess house shoes, pull a finger out of a pop-up-book and mend a wounded soul. I have taken 9 round trips upstairs and am now drinking cold coffee because I simply don't care. My beautiful and talented bride is thankfully sleeping (a rarity) with our 5 week old because she has not slept more than 3 hours in a row since Halloween and that leaves me with only 2 munchkins, a Labrador and a cat who keeps sleeping on my pajama pants.

The 9 loads of laundry that were washed and dried yesterday need to be folded today and put up because in 3 days we have to pack again to leave for a week. Of vacation. Where we will most assuredly collect more stuff and have no place to put it. I hear the tiniest munchkin grunting on the monitor (baby, not lizard) and the eldest munchkin and his tiny blue eyed minion need to break fast so I can change the tiniest munchkin and give his mother a little more rest.

It's Sunday, see. And we're not going to church. We will be gone the next 2 Sundays and it's better to let everyone know you're back when you can actually say, "Yes, I 'd love to" instead of, "No, I can't". So, that's where we're at this Sunday morning.

On second thought, maybe I'll just blame the stuff. It will have fewer issues as a teenager.


Rob said...

Apparently you don't realize that your acceptance in Christ is dependent on your church attendance. ;)

haitimom said...

Did you ever think that you just might have too much stuff?? But then again as you know I was always throwing out valuable "stuff" or calling Goodwill. You have made at least one trip to the garbage to retrieve some valuable stuff I pitched. (I still feel bad about that, it was a little soldier with no legs that fit perfectly in one of your little tanks)
I still "have a dream" of having enough room in our garage to put my car, but after over 40 years of marriage and now with a garage full of stuff I am about to give up on that.
We did not go to church today either but we did fry chicken for 11 missionaries. I hope that counts as letting our "lights shine" here anyway.
I think you were worshiping God in the truest sense by doing what you did today. (But then again I'm your mother, not God)

Ian said...

I'm trying to eliminate as much stuff as I can.

Mike Messerli said...! Isn't it great?

Brandon and Jenny said...

Life is great! And we absolutely have too much stuff. I blame the kid's grandmothers. I like blaming other people because then I don't have to do anything different. We're actually thinning out stuff and giving it away, but the children just have a lot, especially the little one.

Mom - for what it's worth I don't remember the paraplegic toy incident. But I like that I dug it out of the trash.

Schweers' Mom said...

What enjoyable reading. Thanks for bringing me some levity this evening. Things are just too serious sometimes.