the kids came over

for the first time this weekend to spend the night. We hung around pretty much all afternoon on Saturday, and then went out to dinner. I’m still not equipped to cook a whole meal yet. At dinner, the Potato spilled what seemed like an entire cup of barbecue sauce on himself. I’m also not yet equipped with a washer and dryer (or the location of a nearby laundromat), so that made the weekend more interesting.

On Sunday, the kids helped with some unpacking—including unpacking some of their anger issues about the situation. I think that the combination of feeling out of place, plus the new apartment not being completely set up yet made them both out-of-sorts. So they started fighting with each other, and that caused me to yell at them.

I’d like to say that I was calm and got them both to talk about their feelings in detail–and that did happen a little bit. But there was some yelling too.

In some ways, it felt almost comfortable—like, “look, here we all are, yelling at each other as if nothing had changed.”

But of course, things have changed.

On Monday, they were off from school & I had a bunch of calls scheduled—so we spent the morning at my place and then came back to landisdad’s after lunch. And here I am now, waiting for him to come home and make dinner while I do the kids’ laundry, just as we’ve done on countless other days.


February 21, 2011. family life, separation.


  1. Jackie replied:

    Unpacking of all kinds is both messy and incredibly important–love and luck to you all, as you navigate these new places and phases.

  2. Jody replied:

    Yeah, the unpacking process is long, and messy, but you’ll get there in time.

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