Moving to Washington

We moved from San Diego, CA to Ansonia, CT seven years ago to restore my husband's great grandmother's home where three generations had lived. The restoration of the victorian farmhouse took five years of back-braking work -- utter hell if you want to put it more planely.

We arrived with a newborn, lived here the seven years, decided this part of the country wasn't for us, and now we are moving back to the west with now five children.

Riley, who just turned seven, is our oldest and only daughter. A beautiful girl with a talent for music and dance and an addiction to barbie dolls. Liam, who is five and a half, a very spirited and athletic kid who has tourettes--he is kind-hearted and emotional. Fionn (pronounced Fin) is three and a half, smart as a whip and as funny as Steve Martin, he is known for his one-liners and quick thinking. Bono, who is one and a half, is the brute of the bunch, amazing strength and determination--he brakes everything in the house, throws everything across the room including play pianos, trucks, balls, food, etc. The latest addition is Keegan, who is four months old and is as cute as a button.

My background is real estate, residential and commercial. My husband works for the airlines and so is gone at least half of the month or more, leaving me with the bulk of the child raising, home cleaning, shopping, bill paying, doctor running, homework reviewing, bathing, problem solver, etc, etc.

The task at hand now is selling our beautiful home, purchasing a passenger van and a camper trailer, routing our way to the west, finding residence in WA, finding schools and doctors and employment while selling everything we own.

Currently, I have sold almost everything we own and are now sitting on the floor, sleeping on air mattresses, keeping our clothes in neat piles, and packing everything we will keep into a trailer that sleeps ten. Much of the chaos that happens on a day to day basis I have decided to write about, as this may be the hardest time in my live, it is the best years of it.

Now that you have a quick run down of who we are, where we are going, and what is needed to be done, I look forward at writing more in detail of what makes me laugh, cringe, scream and I hope you will get a good laugh from it to!