After driving for pretty much two days straight with only minimal rest, plus having to run around taking care of the kids and such, I’m extremely beat. There hasn’t been a chance to organize my thoughts, which has lead to a complete lack of writing. What I can say without any difficulty, though, is that I love this family. Saturday was supposed to be a complete day off for us, but we ended up needing to pick up the younger kids due to the older two having to work. I woke up in the morning feeling extremely out of it, so I was running on fumes the entire day. We had to run around a ton. That being said, other than one horrible jerk blowing through a turning lane (while having his left blinker on) and almost hitting us, the day actually went pretty well. It was more chaotic than I’m used to, but we managed to have plenty of fun even on my extremely tired mind.
Denver and Aurora are far more convenient than back home in Massachusetts, and besides one or two jerks the drivers are a lot better, too. It’s probably impossible to get lost here once you know the order of the streets and such, and you can get anywhere from pretty much anywhere. The car is holding up extremely well considering how old it is and since nothing we need most of the time is more than a 15 or 20 minute drive, it should last us quite awhile. We haven’t stuffed all four of the kids in the back seat yet, but it’s something that can be done; the smaller two can share the center seat-belt. But we need to get our finances in order before we can run around doing all the fun stuff. Seriously, though, I can’t wait to do the fun stuff.
This is the close of the first week of the rest of my life. I foresee plenty of chaos coming up, but I think with a bit more proper rest I’ll be able to take on any more insanity that’s still to come. Hopefully, this will be the first of a long string of articles over the next couple of weeks. But I can’t guarantee any consistent writing until I can truly get my bearings here in my new home. You’re never really ready for what life has to throw at you. Once you’re reasonably prepared for the truth of that statement, your sanity becomes a bit more sustainable.