Halloween Festivities 

Im too late and too lay-zay to do a Halloween post so here is a photo dump of my phone. We had so much fun and safe to say this was our best Halloween yet! We did a Trunk-or-Treat, Boo in the Zoo, and trick-or-treating Halloween night. We did the pumpkin patch at Bishop’s Farm, pony rides, corn mazes, and we all dressed up as BANDITS, I just love having kids and a little family to celebrate holidays with you guys. Pure love. 
  
  
  
  
 
  


  
  
  


  

Permanent Dishpan Hands and Other Obstacles

After three, yes THREE days of sneaking off during nap times and bed times I finally finished our move out clean and never want to touch a sponge/magic eraser/mop/dusting rag ever again.

The thing about cleaning like this is that it really shows you how low your daily standards of clean are…

The surprising new is we only racked up $130 in charges from our housing company! Some of you may think that’s a lot but if you’ve ever moved out of military housing you know those people are p-i-c-k-y.

Let’s just say I would never windex all my windows inside AND out if they hadn’t required it. Who has the time?

Or I’m a slob, either way. Not doing it.

So we have cleared housing, survived two days of movers, consumed 4 bottles of wine (I share you guys) and now are packing to leave TOMORROW! I can hardly believe it. Today was Jake’s last day in uniform and to say it is bittersweet is the understatement of the century. We really do love the Army and the adventures it has given us. Army life has a was of making you really see your spouse as your teammate and nothing bonds us together better than the “us against the world” mentality. We really will miss the community and the bond we feel as a “military family” but we are also so excited to see what life is like on the other side. It may not be greener but it will be a new challenge and the Wheeler family sort of thrives on that kind of thing.

So now we head to Bend, OR for a few days to see The Marsh Family and I can’t wait! Bend is a little mountain town in Oregon that is so so beautiful and has an awesome food scene, which corresponds with my favorite hobby, eating. Megan, matriarch of the Marsh Family, and I have been friends since 6th grade so there will be lots of shenanigans going on. From there, we drive down to my hometown in California just in time for my sweet niece’s 1st birthday party!

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Between now and the end of January we have 70 hours of driving planned and I am so excited, but also sort of terrified because a baby and a threenager do not make the best travel companions. I am looking forward to blogging about the whole thing though and getting to take our time (for once). A perfect beginning to a life that isn’t tracked by government leave time. Can I get an Amen?!

Time After Time(line)


Why is moving so annoying?

I’m getting ahead of myself here of course because moving for military personnel, while frequent, is actually pretty smooth sailing. The movers come, they pack up your boxes, you run around trying to make sure they don’t pack the trash or your PCS binder, and then they leave; taking with them all your belongings and cares.

I mean, theoretically.

Obviously there is a lot more that goes into moving, but as far as the ACTUAL moving of your tchotchkes, we’ve got it pretty good.

So for me, the annoyance is the waiting. You have to clean and pack your suitcases and stuff but that’s all kind of impossible until the movers are done. So the anticipation of moving is there, but you can’t really do much about it. That’s where I’m at.

A timeline for you all…

Monday-wait around, take stuff off the wall, make impressive Dutch baby for breakfast (again), try to decide how long you can wait to do the FINAL load of dishes.

Tuesday-make a pretend effort at cleaning out the medicine cabinets and junk drawers, ponder over heels that you swear up and down you will wear again someday, go buy some totes for organizational purposes. Fill totes with stuff animals.

Wednesday- Oh no! Movers are coming tomorrow! Quickly stuff all belongings you will absolutely need as well as a whole freaking box of toys into the car and assess how much you will actually be able to bring on your roadtrip. Stay up late with husband finishing off any liquor because you can’t pack that stuff and you deserve it!

Thursday- Movers, day one! Hide out in a spare room of your own creating with only the stuff you DONT want the packers to pack. This includes fun stuff like electronics and the BEST toys you own, but also, coincidentally, includes the trash. Keep baby from eating trash. Be the best mom ever, pleading with you 3 year old to please play on the iPad, when all else fails…snacks.

Friday- Movers day two! This day is much like day one except when you are sequestered into a room with the babies it is to keep them from being squished by giant boxes and not just to keep them from being packed away. You spend this day wondering why you didn’t just let them get packed away. (Kidding, of course)

Saturday- Thank the Lord Jesus, you met a friend like Shannon who is letting your family stay in her house, also pray to the Lord Jesus that your children don’t destroy said house.

Sunday-leave you’re family for the day to rage clean the house. You are too cheap to pay somebody but you are also really irritated to be the one doing it.

Monday-have final inspection with notoriously picky housing company. Keep fingers and toes crossed that they won’t charge you for stupid things (or anything for that matter). Reward thy self with dinner at overly priced BBQ restaurant.

Tuesday-pack up family and prepare to endure 6 hours over mountain passes in order to see bestfriend and her family.

Andddd, Scene.
So that’s what we are looking at for the next week. Stand by for hilarious/frightening moving pics and an emotional wine induced breakdown.

Over and out.