Joining a new place has been a lot like starting at a new school.
It's very Felicity pilot episode. Right down to the part when Felicity runs into her new friend as class and it's emotional. This is me. I sat down yesterday at the YMCA. Dropped off my kids. Filled out a form. All I could do not to cry. I told myself, "Stay cool. Don't cry." Stay cool.
Felicity
I feel like we are hobos of sorts. Riley's wearing shoes two sizes too big because his current shoes are not working. Noah's wearing shoes that sortof fit and Mikey's due for a new pair. And, they all share clothes. My "best" is a pair of jeans. Half of my clothes are back at the house.
And, I want a note on my car that says, "Be patient with me..I'm learning the roads.. I promise I'm not an idiot.."
So, we look like a ragamuffin family at times. We live in a box. We have like two cents to our name. No one knows us. We have credit with no one.
I applied to register my son at school today and they gave me red tape. They said," You have to file with HR at Central office, then get the form and then we wait.."
It was nice to call husband and suddenly the Superintendent of the school district sends us an email with letterhead and his signature. Then, I call Mikey's new school again and talked to the same lady who led me to all the red tape and suddenly I get a very sweet "Hello" with a giggle.
We show up on time with all the documents. It's almost too easy. It was a joyful moment to both get there driving up these cliffs and feeling lost in a new place and to show up with forms in a place we don't even live in ...yet. I sign up next to a couple on WIC with "no income."
Usually, I would judge them with a thought like, "It's not fair!" but, this time I don't feel that way. I get it. No one is better than anyone else..And, all those times, I was wrong. This sense of humility has been really good for me.
Went to look at a home today.. it was disappointing. The house was surrounded by unkept HOA nightmare houses and goodness, not a place I'd want the kids to grow up. Disappointing because it's the ONLY house we can afford to live in 5 minutes from Mikey's new school.
Every day is a learning curve. Today I found the grocery store again. I found my way home. I found Hwy 620. No one cursed me off the road.
Today I got a smile at the YMCA. The kids' teachers remembered their names. I learned a few of the ropes.
Found a home in Leander. Talked on the phone to the real estate agent. Got the financial questions answered from our lender.
Small strides for a hobo.
It's very Felicity pilot episode. Right down to the part when Felicity runs into her new friend as class and it's emotional. This is me. I sat down yesterday at the YMCA. Dropped off my kids. Filled out a form. All I could do not to cry. I told myself, "Stay cool. Don't cry." Stay cool.
Felicity
I feel like we are hobos of sorts. Riley's wearing shoes two sizes too big because his current shoes are not working. Noah's wearing shoes that sortof fit and Mikey's due for a new pair. And, they all share clothes. My "best" is a pair of jeans. Half of my clothes are back at the house.
And, I want a note on my car that says, "Be patient with me..I'm learning the roads.. I promise I'm not an idiot.."
So, we look like a ragamuffin family at times. We live in a box. We have like two cents to our name. No one knows us. We have credit with no one.
I applied to register my son at school today and they gave me red tape. They said," You have to file with HR at Central office, then get the form and then we wait.."
It was nice to call husband and suddenly the Superintendent of the school district sends us an email with letterhead and his signature. Then, I call Mikey's new school again and talked to the same lady who led me to all the red tape and suddenly I get a very sweet "Hello" with a giggle.
We show up on time with all the documents. It's almost too easy. It was a joyful moment to both get there driving up these cliffs and feeling lost in a new place and to show up with forms in a place we don't even live in ...yet. I sign up next to a couple on WIC with "no income."
Usually, I would judge them with a thought like, "It's not fair!" but, this time I don't feel that way. I get it. No one is better than anyone else..And, all those times, I was wrong. This sense of humility has been really good for me.
Went to look at a home today.. it was disappointing. The house was surrounded by unkept HOA nightmare houses and goodness, not a place I'd want the kids to grow up. Disappointing because it's the ONLY house we can afford to live in 5 minutes from Mikey's new school.
Every day is a learning curve. Today I found the grocery store again. I found my way home. I found Hwy 620. No one cursed me off the road.
Today I got a smile at the YMCA. The kids' teachers remembered their names. I learned a few of the ropes.
Found a home in Leander. Talked on the phone to the real estate agent. Got the financial questions answered from our lender.
Small strides for a hobo.
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