I know a little girl who swallowed the egg dye, I don't know why perhaps she'll cry

How long have I been here now? It is hard to tell. Sometimes it feels like forever and other days it feels like I have just gotten here. I now have all my stuff, everything we have bought, everything we shipped here from Japan, it is all here waiting to be unpacked. I am feeling pretty good, getting settled in and enjoying myself. But, this wasn’t always true. In fact there was about a week when I was very upset and frustrated Lily was also having a hard time adjusting. We weren’t sleeping right and there was just so much to get done. And I needed a break.

Last Saturday, the day before Easter, we had been here a little over a week and we had no refrigerator, no washer or dryer, no furniture, etc, While I was cooking dinner and boiling eggs, Jeff looked through the cable guide and announced to the family that all this money on cable TV, all these channels and there is nothing on TV. Mandy took a look and agreed nothing on TV. So I took a look and discovered the British comedies on PBS, I used to watch them all the time before I got married and moved out of America. I was so excited, one of my favorites was coming on, Keeping up Appearances, it is hilarious. It was then decided that Jeff and the girls would dye the eggs without me while I would watch my show.

Mandy got the dye ready and set it on the table. Jeff was doing something at the kitchen sink, probably acquiring some paper towels, he has a bit of a paper towel addiction. Which bothers me because I feel paper towels are wasteful and I refuse to buy them, and he then buys them in bulk and stores them in premium cupboard space. And then I hide them in far away places, like the attic, and he buys more. But, I digress… Lily sat down at the kitchen table in front of the multicolored cups filled with water, vinegar, and dye…and she took a big drink out of one. Mandy screams, Jeff yells, Momma…Lily drank the dye. Etc.

I was trying to ignore them while I watched my show. A really funny show I haven’t seen in six and a half years. But, it wasn’t really as funny as what was going on in my kitchen. What a hoot my family is. So I wandered into the kitchen and participated in the egg dying process. I had a blast and I believe that was the moment that I stopped feeling frustrated and crappy about the move. I realized how much I love my family and my new house. All the things that need to get done will get done, eventually. Until then I am trying to slow down and take the opportunity to enjoy the process.