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Crooked Creek is snowed in.
Which means my husband who was supposed to fly home tomorrow, is hopefully going to get home on Sunday. 11:30 PM on Sunday that is.

Awesome. 20 something inches of snow in 24 hours will do that.
So, I am just chilling in Columbia, SC at his parents house until the weather in Colorado lets up.

Lucy has decided that this is going to be the week when she throws a fit and cries for hours on end if things don't go exactly her way.

So that's awesome to hear about 20 inches of fresh pow-pow to shred on top of the mountain bro. Awesome. Bro.

Just a little bit of the crazzy

At Matt's Grandmother's house, there was a picture that one of the cousin's drew that had a headline that read, "Slap Me, I'm CRAZZZZY!" Which is exactly how I feel at the moment.

Our house officially is under contract. The appraisal and inspection have gone through fine. We have a "domino closing" set for Friday, October 31st.

The house we are buying in South Asheville is truly from the Lord, but turning this whole thing around in the next 10 days is insane.

I have packed about 15 boxes and I have not even scratched the surface. And I feel like I have very little in the way of "clutter" as compared to most people I know. So, how do normal people move? I don't know, we are going to make it happen but not before we have a committee meeting, two YL clubs, work every day, two college life meetings, two soccer games, Matt is speaking next weekend at Windy Gap and as soon as we move into the house; I am leaving for a four-day trip to New Jersey to see my sister.

Fantastic. Why wouldn't I sit around for the evening watching the new Real Simple show on TLC, followed by a two-hour game of Settlers of Catan? It's not like I have anything to DO.

Momma needs a nap

I found myself today being very cranky. And in front of my dear friend Natalie. With my kids, her child and the Troyer kids. We have a great little trade-off group where two moms watch all of the kids and the third mom gets the morning off to do whatever she wants. I really do look forward to it all week long.

But this morning, I was going off of just a few hours sleep because I had my Bible study with high school girls at 7. Only one girl came and she was 20 minutes late. I was a little frustrated with that. And I just was short on patience when I came back home. Then Lucy and Asher decided that they both needed to poop about every 30 minutes this morning.

Asher doesn't like to go #2 in the potty, so every trip to the bathroom was a fight. And Lucy was uncomfortable and frustrated all morning long. And we had two other one-year olds and a three year-old in the mix. I am not proud of the tone of my voice from this morning. Or how I treated my kids.

Ugh. Not my favorite day.
I hate how I acted.