Shockingly Empty

Packer/Movers came to our house today.

They spent 5.5 hours packing up and moving roughly 3/4 of our stuff.

The house looks crazy empty. Noah’s room is the only one that was left untouched. (We’d already mostly emptied out his closet, after a tantrum in which he removed all the contents he could reach and flung them around the room.)

Noah was pretty surprised when he got home, but since there was more room to spread out his toys, he was ok. But at bedtime, he took it out on Jill, acting out all his upset and refusing to settle down. He was still up, and fussy, when I got home from a church meeting at around 9:30 pm.

Aside: We got a letter of support for Noah’s adoption from one of the other moms on the committee. She and her husband had the whole family sign the letter, including their daughter who was in my Sunday School class last year, and their 3 year old son. I was so moved that I almost cried, and I’m all teared up again as I write this.

I am wiped out. (Another shock, right?)