Well, I'm realizing all the things I miss, and I'm also realizing how grateful I am to have those things, even if I don't have them right now.
I miss my bed. My washer and dryer (I fantasize about doing eleventy loads of laundry without needing quarters). My backyard. My crappy bathtub. My Dyson. My tiny kitchen (I'm realizing now that it wasn't all that tiny). Bark collars (I refuse to buy new ones). Tucker's books. My sewing space. My stash of yarn.
We'll have those things in a few weeks, but I'm having a hard time seeing the light at the end of the tunnel when we've already spent five weeks here.
On August 27th, I'm sure I'll look back and think fondly of the times we had here. But for now, I just want my crap.
What would you miss most if you had to go two months without it?
Oh, and to fill my time when Tucker is sleeping and the Internet isn't working (after I've cleaned our 150 square foot living space, of course), I've been editing pictures like a mad woman. It's become an obsession, really.
Tucker and Butterball:
"Do you see that, Mom?":
Tucker and Grandma Seattle's feet:
Pissed off about something. Not sure what: