these aren’t my undies…

Here is what I am looking forward to when I move out of this apartment and move into our new home:

I am currently, this very minute, folding a mountain of laundry. Our apartment complex has a huge room with about 10 washers and dryers. It’s not too bad, pretty clean, and I can do 10 loads at once.

However, here’s my beef. I am folding my clothes. Listening to the radio, grabbing a shirt, folding it, not thinking too much about what I’m folding. When all of a sudden I realize I am folding SOMEONE ELSE’S UNDERWEAR!! Not mine, not Aaron’s, but a man’s underwear!!!

Oh my gosh, I threw it like it was a dead rat and it landed on my purse. So I took my big toe and dragged it off my purse and onto the floor. I gagged, washed my hands and my big toe, called Aaron to tell him about it, then resumed my folding.

Once again, I’m listening to the radio, not thinking about what I’m folding, when AGAIN I am holding SOMEONE ELSE’S UNDIES! I just can’t believe it! This man obviously bought a pack of the same gross-looking underwear and left it all in the dryer!

I know, I should have looked very carefully to make sure all the washers and dryers were empty, so it’s partly my fault. Hooray for carelessness!

So, I am looking forward to my own washer and dryer, folks. It will be lovely. And I will never have to touch a stranger’s undies again (dear God, please!). I really started writing this blog as a way to cope with my longing for a lovely place to call home…let’s just say that longing is still as strong as ever! Oh well, time to laugh about it, I guess. Here’s to hoping that I don’t grab another pair of stranger undies!

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packing up.

I will forever remember the day I found out I got the job in Arizona. My principal called me at 4:00pm, asking if I would accept the job. As soon as I got off the phone, Aaron and I went around to every grocery store in town, asking for boxes. By 10:00pm that night, we had all of our books and board games packed and ready to go. We were more than ready to get out of there.

Eight months later, we are packing it all up again. Yep, we’re moving!

Just a few miles away. (Did I trick you? I was trying…;)

Since Aaron and I moved into this apartment, we have been dreaming of the day when we would move to a place that didn’t have scorpions, that had hardwood floors, and had a real kitchen that wasn’t a hallway. And yesterday that day finally came! After lots of prayer, driving around neighborhoods, and searching the newspaper every weekend, we found the sweetest little home and it has everything we want (except the hardwood floors…but we’ll take the brand-spanking-new carpet).

So, this morning, we once again drove around town to all the grocery stores and begged for boxes. When we got home, we packed up our books and our board games. Once again, I realize how moving sucks. I thought maybe having an entire month to pack up would be better, but it doesn’t really help. I’m only on day one of packing and I already hate it. I don’t know how my mother did it all those times we went back and forth to Australia.

I will post pictures, but probably not for another month or so, as we don’t really move in until May.

I can’t believe the time has come for us to live in a real house. We are moving up in the world!

Reasons we love AZ

I remember telling a coworker in Illinois that I was applying for a job in Arizona and I was really, really hoping I would get it. And I will never forget what she said, “Well, if you don’t get the job, at least you can say that you missed out on living in a desert.” Ha.

Well, for those of you who have yet to experience life in the desert, here are some things to be jealous of:

  • This week, if finally cooled down….to 85 degrees 
  • Living here has brought the words “purple mountains majesty” to a beautiful reality
  • CACTI EVERYWHERE! Seriously, the various cacti are so beautiful and so different than the reg’lar, ho-hum tree (the above picture is of my fave: the prickly pear! Reminds me of The Jungle Book…)
  • Warm days/chilly, cozy nights
  • No clouds mean the most beautiful starry nights. We can literally look up and see the Milky Way
But don’t get too jelly! I will say that apart from the first day we moved here, it has not rained once. I know, I know, that’s what makes it a desert….xx Janel