on Moving and Life...

Before we moved (Dec. 16th) Jon and my sister took Luke and Micah to a Clippers game. They had lots of fun.

I was going to post some recent pictures but they are still on the camera. We have not found the cord to download them onto the computer. We are slowly settling in. The past 3 weeks have been an adjustment. I think I am finally over throwing a tantrum about moving. I should explain myself but I don't feel like it right now. I know -- LAME. Honestly, moving is something that Jon and I both felt was necessary. You know that feeling of knowing you have to do something and you need to do it because you feel it's the right thing to do. Even though you don't really want to because it's change and because it's hard and because it's work and because it's the unknown. Well, that is how I felt. Jon not so much. He was ecstatic about moving. Couldn't move fast enough:) But me not so much. I was finally comfortable. I had friends. I had incredible neighbors. The boys had friends and liked school and church. We were good. Now with all that said. As good as we were in Los Angeles being here in San Diego is better. The boys have excelled in their studies at twice the pace. They have made friends quickly. Their primary classes are filled with boys. They are riding bikes (we won't mention the falls or crashes - scary), they are in a basketball camp and they are enjoying the bigger house. Jon is enjoying work where the partners even say Thank You and acknowledge his hard work and his smartness (yeah, i just said smartness, cause i like it). I like our neighbors. The school is beautiful. The ward is nice. I just need to get over my socially awkwardness. Yeah, that is me. I am terrible at small talk. Talking is just not my gift. I never know what to say and I never know how to respond. Thus I am socially awkward. So, I guess this is life. I'm hoping the boxes will disappear soon and we can get on with the joys of the daily life of dirty dishes, laundry, and diapers. And now cleaning 3 toilets. joy.