The Bigger Half
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Whooping cough, free with every purchase

(wrote this Thrusday and forgot to post it!)

Finally getting around to having that yard sale. Sort of a "moving-in" sale. We’ve been here nearly two years and still had things to unpack. Actually, I have boxes of things I packed up when I married Bobby and we moved into our first home that I still hadn’t unpacked... that was nearly nine years ago. Oh boy.  Needless to say I can live without all that and most of it's in the sale.

With this whooping cough deal and all our free time at home we’ve started going through a lot of stuff. Bobby’s the only non-contagious one so he’s in charge and the rest of us run and hide when someone pulls in the drive. This works out wonderful for me because I hate the dealing with people part and am likely to just give everything away.

At our current home the only outbuildings we have are the barn and coop, which we built, and the well pump house, which holds a few outdoor tools like rakes and shovels. No storage. All our need-to-store-out-of-the-way items find their way to the laundry room (Bobby’s tools really, really need their own room!) or to the unfinished attic (someday bedroom), affectionately dubbed the "Spare Oom." A LOT finds it’s way to the Spare Oom. I finally kicked the habit of saving every article of clothing "for the next kid" and wow did that free up some space! Being able to donate to our Community Closet helps a lot, as well as to replenish our wardrobe for free from there when we need to. Last week I went through all the kids current clothes and reduced the number of articles drastically. The two older girls each got to keep 4 short sleeve shirts, 4 long sleeve shirts, a small mix of summer and winter dresses/jumpers, a couple skirts, couple pairs of pants, and a couple pair of "creek shorts." The younger kids keep a little more because they just go through them so much more often, but they each were freed of at least half their wardrobe. That, combined with my own yearly wardrobe thinning, filled about 8 trash bags full!!! What a ridiculous excess we have in America, eh?

So, there are few clothes in our sale because they all went to the Community Closet, but there’s plenty of other junk. Toys... so many toys... about 1/4 of them mine from my childhood. Tons of boxes to go through... old magazines, calendars, cookbooks... (sigh) You know how it is. Anyway, I’m very excited about getting rid of it all. We agreed that most of what doesn’t sell we will attempt to give away (freecycle.org) and the rest burns or goes to the dump!

So that’s what we’re up to today...

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Saturday...
                Everyone's doing about about the same.  I've been able to sleep pretty well with no coughing for four nights now (if I stay semi-propped up at first).  But it tickles a lot through the day.  The 3 older Willies cough and vomit at times during the night as well as the day but it doesn't phase them now (kids are sooo adaptable) and I don't usually have to get up with them at night.  Blue coughed a little yesterday as she was waking from her nap, but no idea yet if it's pertussis or just a regular cough.  Royal still coughs a little.  Bobby's test result came yesterday and it was negative for pertussis.  (shrug)  False negative?  Too early to show up on the test?  Maybe he didn't have it very bad?  Maybe it was just sympathy coughing?  He's just about done with the antibiotics.

We're getting pretty tired of not seeing everyone.  We've got at least two weeks to go before we can socialize again.  Another month if Blue's cough turns into more.  Last night there was a gathering at the Martin's and we honked and waved as we drove by (had an errand in town)... the kids playing ball out front waved and my heart ached to be there!  Bobby's been able to hang out with his friend Jason and has been placing letter boxes and scoping out new places to hike and place letterboxes.  He's been running most of our errands and enjoys the freedom.

A friend also asked about my pregnancy.  Here's my email response:

      Oh yeah... I'm pregnant, aren't I?  =)  There's so much else going on I don't think much about being pregnant.  I'm somewhat conscious of it when I eat and drink (eat small meals, drink tons of water!)... But when you're not running around to doctor's appointments and such and you don't have anyone pampering you (ha ha)... and you're busy with goats and garden and pertussis and yard sales...  you know, what's a little pregnancy?  It's nice, I think, to just have the time fly by without dwelling on it.  I had stop and think last night of how far along I am.  Something around 4 months, I think.  I have it written down, of course.  Starting to show, starting to feel it a little.  I spent so much time on my feet the last two days my back was sore and I was out in the heat a lot and it just drained me.  I drank and drank and drank and still ended up with a headache that felt like dehydration.  I guess it's harder because I'm pregnant... So, I have little reminders like that.  I dread getting big and being out and about and having people pat my house-sized belly and talk about it... I just want it over with already.
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        That's all for now.  Nothing interesting going on, nothing interesting to even write about!  But I thought everyone might like an update.  Maybe I can get some pics up here soon.


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Saturday, July 19, 2008 - Great

Posted by dukygurl


glad to hear the cleaning will make everyone feel good...and getting rid of stuff is nice. It seem like when ever we move we always have a box that remains packed for a year or so and then once it is unpacked we move again and pack it all back up. We have my diaries in a box still. I have tried to throw them all out but Tim wont hear of it. It makes him sad to think that I would get rid of something that used to matter so much to me and is such a part of my life. That is nice of him! It is funny how much changes in a short time of being married, of course my 5 years is not exactly a short time...but compared to 50 yrs it is just a start! I spend so much of my time at home and without a lot of friends that it doesn't bother me anylonger to be alone at home so much. The kids seem to like it. Quiet summer days and mom taking care of everything is the norm! There is something nice about that. Mom is the steady comfort at home. Your kids will probably remember the pertusis as less miserable and more like a happy time spent doing good things at home and in the creek and with the critters...the return to social life will seem even more fun! I am a little envious of all your space and the wonderful things your kids get to exprience the outdoors mostly that is what I want for my girls too. God bless.

Trish


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Saturday, July 19, 2008 - Journaling

Posted by Daisyblend


I have only one journal from "way back when." You gave it to me, Trish, when I was pregnant with Farra and I finally finished it up (you know, half empty but I quit and started a new one) over a year ago. There was sometimes over a year between entries! I thought recently of throwing it away because it contained so many painful memories. I sure wouldn't want to re-live it, let alone let anyone else in on it!! But wouldn't you know... a few days ago the Lord had me get it out and read it. I wrote here on the blog awhile back about His call to "remember." Well, I needed a little help remembering. I took the journal out of the drawer and started at the beginning, almost exactly 8 years ago. Within a few minutes I was in tears. It was painful, but... healing. The Lord has done SO MUCH in my life!!! The miracle he has worked in Bobby's heart... wow. I was overwhelmed with shame for forgetting so much and gratefulness for God's love and mercy. Bobby walked in the bedroom and saw me sitting on the bed with this in my lap, crying. He paused... "Good reading?"-------------- Before I picked it up I think I was afraid that I would look at my today-Bobby and feel the pain the yesterday-Bobby caused me. It wasn't like that. It was like reading about people who are, well... dead and gone. They can no longer hurt you. So, I didn't throw the book at him and yell at him when he walked in. :) For the first time he read some of my account of the pain he caused and what the Lord was doing in my heart at the time. It opened the door for us to talk a little and he understood what I meant when I explained why I was reading it. I asked, "You know what happens when you forget the past?" He said, "Yeah... You're doomed to repeat it." We didn't talk much because, well, he's not a talker. I have no idea if it meant much to him but with everything else I just leave it in God's hands. Sometimes Bobby surprises me later (like kids, when you don't think they're listening). But it meant a lot to me to share that moment with him and the Lord.------------ Maybe I won't throw the journal away just yet...

Edited by Daisyblend on Saturday, July 19, 2008 at 08:24


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