Getting 4 people ready in the morning to leave the house for outside employment and school (really daycare) is beyond stressful. After not sleeping much of the nights, and having to change, feed, wrangle, sometimes change again, wrangle, comfort, sometimes feed again, dress, wrangle, dress, comfort, get stroller ready, bring stroller outside nyc walk-up steps with 2 babies in the morning is a k-i-l-l-e-r. Oh yeah, then you have yourself to get ready. ugh.
We are still looking to hire someone hopefully to start in November. zzzzzzzzzzzz. Must remember to actually interview more people in next 2 weeks.
Thankfully, we have a holiday weekend. We are heading to Vermont to see some leaves and cheese. Yeaaaaah. My plan since the collapse of the world economy is to head permanently to VT. I think we can get a nice, affordable old house. Just like Diane Keaton did in Baby Boom, we will make and sell our organic applesauce, or cheese logs or something and support ourselves. I proposed this to M and she thinks I am kidding. Sooo not kidding.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
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Cold Spring needs cheese rolls! Or at least some freshly roasted coffee. Plenty of old houses that need fixing up, too! -- Shotzie
I am jealous. I LOVE leaf peeping passionately!! That is going to be so much fun! And I get the whole move thing. Nicole keeps looking at houses in Northampton area. It is amazing how far $$ stretched up there!
While you guys are catching glimpses of red, gold and orange, think of me ALONE with two babies while Nicole is in SF for work. She leaves tomorrow. For a week.
Where is VT will you be going?
Dang! Susanne and I have the same dream (although it's probably more just wishful thinking) to one day end up in Vermont gardening and making goat cheese or something like that. Seems so peaceful, but I'm sure it would have it's own different kind of challenges.
I can't imagine what it must be like to wrangle twins. Sometimes just getting out the door with the one little guy is tiring enough. -Monica
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