Malu keeps asking me if I've been doing a lot of exercising since he wants me to be as healthy as I can be, both for myself and the little one, but I haven't done more than taking long strolls with Lucy in the mornings and evenings. It's probably not enough, which is probably why I start panting by the time I get just down to the corner of my Auntie's street...and exhausted after unpacking three or four boxes. Pathetic...I'm not even that far along! That's it...I'm going to have to put my workout regimen together! I'll tack that on to unpacking my stuff this weekend. Gosh, I didn't realize that we have so much crap. But when you think about it, we're cramming an over 3,100 square foot house (from Colorado) full of stuff into a rental home about a third its size! That's craziness right there. The life of an Army family. It never gets easier!
What I realized instantly, once I the movers got the sectional into the living room is that our new abode is very small. Either that, or the folks in Colorado just build huge furniture. I had to fight to get everything to fit. Everything else I'm not using...going into the garage as storage. All that stuff has to be rearranged so that I can at least fit the Jeep in there. Anyway, I'm one of those peeps who has to have stuff arranged a certain way...call it OCD (I got it from my mom). So I had to settle with the way some pieces were positioned just so I could get them to fit into a certain space. It's going to get some getting used to or just me straight-up just ignoring it so that I don't feel like my chi has been disrupted :) Yeah, that's what I'll do.
Other than that, I'm thankful to be back into my own place. Now...I can't wait to find all my cookware so I can start cooking at home! But not looking forward to stocking the refrigerator and the cupboards again!
Oh, and Malu called this morning and as always, is doing fine. He sends his love to all our family and friends out there.
