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I've been a really bad blogger lately. This week I have an excuse though. My dad came to visit! He came on Sunday and stayed until Thursday. It was so great getting to see him. Before we moved we lived in the next town over from him and was able to visit once a week. We haven't been in the area long so we didn't really have a whole lot to show him. Jordan had to work everyday so Story and I had a lot of one on one time with him. We went to Goodwill and Target. He was nice enough to give us a new dining room table with 4 matching chairs. We had purchased one a few days before and only found one chair. So the matching set is really great. He also got me a 3 step ladder! I can reach the ceiling. Can't wait to hang up curtains. We spent the last night at Jordan's parents house. It was nice getting to spend time with family. We're sad to see him go but we're happy to be getting back to the little bit f normal we've started here.

I've been a bad blogger lately, and I don't have a good excuse for it. We just moved in to a new house and I thought I would be so excited to get it set up and start on a billion projects. And to top it off I would be staying at home so I'd have plenty of time to get it all done. Though I am still really excited to be in a new place, I have no motivation to get anything done. I don't want to work on the house, I don't want to clean up, I don't want to get dressed and take pictures, I don't even want to play with Story. All I want to do is sleep. Looking at blogs (which I used to love to do) is too exhausting. I don't know whats wrong with me. I feel like we made a huge mistake in our move. I'm so scared that we won't be able to make it. All of the planning we put into it, and it seems like we have no idea what we're doing. I feel like I'm drowning and the surface is too far for me to make it. I'm in tears writing this. And for me, that's a big deal.

I know I need to pick myself up and make the most out of a bad situation. I know I need to apply for jobs. I know I need to save up to put Story in daycare. I know I need to finish the projects I've started.

And since starting this post last week, I have made some progress. The pool opened and Story and I have been visiting it daily. It feels good to be outside, even if I am burnt. Story loves to swim too. It's a good way for her to get to meet new kids as well. I also finished doing the laundry. I know that doesn't sound like much but let me give you a little back story. - We live in a 3 story apartment building. It is one of several buildings all laid out the same way. Each floor in every building has a set of washer and dryer. That way only 8 apartments share a machine. It was great. The machines were hardly in use. The only bad thing was there was no quarter machines. So we had to scrounge up quarters. Anyway, someone has been breaking into the coin machines on top of the washer and dryer. Ugh! So now I have to wait until Jordan gets home to walk me down to the one washer and dryer that works for the entire building. Anyway, it's just made getting the laundry done that much harder.- I've been hanging up curtains and straightening up everything. The in laws came for a visit on Memorial day and it gave me a huge reason to get my butt in gear. They hadn't seen the apartment since the first week we had moved in. It's really starting to look like a home now.

When I started this post over a week ago I wasn't feeling like myself. We all have these moments and I'm trying to not let it overtake my life. I think I need some help, and I'm not afraid to ask for it. Just because I feel better this week, doesn't mean it's all okay. How can I take care of everyone else if I can't take care of myself. I know that I need to come first. And I'm going to do something about it.

Thanks for listening.