This was posted Friday:
I had grand plans to write something poignant about 9/11 or about our anniversary last weekend on 9/12. Nope. Here we are. Last week was days 386 through 393 of summer weather and I've had only a few days where I feel like I can breathe in a relaxed way --below 80 degrees in September.
See, the problem is that the a/c in my classroom is broken and it's undetermined as to when exactly it'll be fixed. I mean, they said a certain number of weeks but I have no control over that so here we are. Usually, my classroom is always my respite from the chaos (ironic?) but I can't even spend one more second in there at the end of the day when it's 83 with full sun at 3:00pm. To make it even more sure I'm getting the message of This is for your sanctification, Kristin, it's only my a/c. The rest of the building is fine.
It's like, there is no respite. Our a/c at our new house is so-so and Scott is waiting for cooler weather to do major repairs. The pool, ironically, is too cold most evenings because of all the rain. We've already entirely replaced a heating and cooling system in the last 3 years. I don't want to go through that again.
The good news is that it kind of clicked and I figured out why I'm so disappointed in everything all the time: We had just finished our house in Missouri. We did all these repairs. We spent all this money. We had made it the way we wanted it and then we moved. The rental was what it was and that was temporary. But now, NOW, we've started all over again. It's very disheartening. Like, didn't I just finish painting everything gray? Now I have to paint everything gray all over again! Didn't we just finish the kitchen? Now I have a subpar kitchen all over again.
It's a first-world problem, but it's draining and heavy.
Scott says "that's military life". And he's right. But most military families live on base and never buy a thing in their own names (which might be worse..having no ownership over anything).
Adding to it: We want to make sure over the next few months we won't be back in Missouri in 2 years, before selling. So two mortgages and all.
Here I was, trying to plan for this school year (for me, the kids) and the next and so on and Scott throws out "we could go back in two or three years maybe if there's an opening".
Makes you realize how little control you have, you know?
The one thing that, also ironically, never lets me down is football. There are games almost every night/day and that puts some pep in my step. I do think we should take Wells to a local football game this fall....I can hear the announcing from our yard on Friday nights.
I won't spend $55 on a sweatshirt for myself but this is happening at Abercrombie:
Scott went to Japan for a few weeks and brought back an entire suitcase of Japanese candy for the kids. We've eaten a lot of European and Asian candy this last year with his job and it really does taste different!
And then he brought me back a fan and I was like "ha ha ha, I'll take that to school" because this is what my classroom was like when I walked in the other day at 7:24 am:
...and then I got home and was like "what's this thing in my bag?"
He really did put the fan in my bag for me to take to school.























































