I am not a big fan of excuses. I find myself making them more often than I mean to. Like right now, I am going to provide you with a list of excuses for why I have been a failure to blog. Maybe I can call them "explanations" just to keep my pride intact.
-House hunting in Jersey. I didn't take my lap top and Matt's didn't play well with blogger. Actually it crashed every time I tried to post something. So I gave up. Try and try again? Not so much.
-Wedding. Matt's baby bro got hitched and we were involved. I have pictures...and stories. I will share at a later date.
-Hand surgery. So I was thinking this was going to be no big deal. So much so that I drove myself (getting hopelessly lost in the process and showing up half an hour late) Only to be told I had to keep my hand wrapped and elevated for 4 days. Ummm yeah. Unless they were going to provide me with a nanny service that SOOOO wasn't happening. But still, I couldn't type.
-Moving and packing. The company changed the date on on us. It was madness, but now is over. All (well, almost all) my worldly possessions have been boxed, listed and loaded on a truck headed east.
-Living at dads. Currently we are crashing at Dad's. We being the girls and I, Matt is still back and forth to New Jersey. We will be in the beautiful state of CO until July 5, when we fly to Jersey where we will live cozily in a one bedroom apartment until we get the new house ready.
So there you go. Am I excused? And then there is the whole emotions thing. I just want to deal and label and correctly fix so I can move on but I can't, meaning things in my head are not neatly organized enough to write out in titled blog posts. I am in denial, I like it here, it is safe. I have yet to call Eliana's school and say she isn't coming and I am not sure if I will ever be able to re-label this blog "Crocker's of Jersey". So there you have it.