So far I have no idea how weight much I have gotten rid because the scale is broken. The generator ran out of fuel and the washing machine broke. The generator has been refueled and the broken washing machine replaced although he broken one is still sitting in my kitchen waiting to be picked up and removed for repairs. So how is your week going?
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Green Camp and the Great Purge of 2013
This week the kids are off at Green Camp. In many, many ways Green Camp has been the highlight of our time in Malawi. It is, I am almost certain, one of the things the kids will remember long into the future. This week they will be celebrating all things nature, as well as preparing for the upcoming Earth Day celebration at Four Seasons. They will have a busy, fun-filled week, and I am happy for them.
In the meantime I am alone in the house, completely alone for the first time in months. The house is eerily quiet. For the moment I am enjoying a blessedly quiet cup of tea, but in just a few minutes I will be even busier than the kids. This summer is pack out. That means packing everything we own and preparing it to go to our next post in Muscat, Oman.
The movers will show up sometime in June and everything we own will swathed in miles of paper and bubble wrap, sealed in mountains of boxes, and loaded onto trucks. If everything works the way it is supposed to we will see our stuff again in about 4, maybe 5 months at our new house in Oman.
That does't sound too bad does it? It sort of sounds like the packers will do all at the hard stuff. Of course there is a catch. There is always a catch. The trick is that everything we own must weigh less than 7200 pounds. Everything including clothes, toys, books, towels, any furniture we own, dust collectors, pots, pans, cutting boards, and everything else that turns an echoing house into a functioning home must weigh less than 7200 pounds.
This week I will be going through every closet, box, cabinet, and drawer purging our house of all that is needless weight. FUN! More fun than you can imagine. It is both totally necessary and totally incompatible with homeschooling, so it must be accomplished this week. While the kids are at camp. So much for my dreams of hours of reading, lazing about enjoying the quiet.
I will be posting the weeded out weight each day. I know you are thrilled to know how much trash, junk and broken toys I manage throw away each day. There you have it, the oh so glamorous life of the foreign service spouse. Jealous?
In the meantime I am alone in the house, completely alone for the first time in months. The house is eerily quiet. For the moment I am enjoying a blessedly quiet cup of tea, but in just a few minutes I will be even busier than the kids. This summer is pack out. That means packing everything we own and preparing it to go to our next post in Muscat, Oman.
The movers will show up sometime in June and everything we own will swathed in miles of paper and bubble wrap, sealed in mountains of boxes, and loaded onto trucks. If everything works the way it is supposed to we will see our stuff again in about 4, maybe 5 months at our new house in Oman.
That does't sound too bad does it? It sort of sounds like the packers will do all at the hard stuff. Of course there is a catch. There is always a catch. The trick is that everything we own must weigh less than 7200 pounds. Everything including clothes, toys, books, towels, any furniture we own, dust collectors, pots, pans, cutting boards, and everything else that turns an echoing house into a functioning home must weigh less than 7200 pounds.
This week I will be going through every closet, box, cabinet, and drawer purging our house of all that is needless weight. FUN! More fun than you can imagine. It is both totally necessary and totally incompatible with homeschooling, so it must be accomplished this week. While the kids are at camp. So much for my dreams of hours of reading, lazing about enjoying the quiet.
I will be posting the weeded out weight each day. I know you are thrilled to know how much trash, junk and broken toys I manage throw away each day. There you have it, the oh so glamorous life of the foreign service spouse. Jealous?
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