Wednesday, September 08, 2010

In Which I Bang My Head on the Wall

Only I don't have a wall. And my head already hurts. And it won't solve anything.

My patience has reached an all-time low as life in the camper is taking its toll. Between homeschooling and grocery shopping every two days ( because we have no space!!!) and not having a washer and dryer... Let's just say I'm reaching my limit.

Jason's return feels farther away now than ever before. The days are dragging. The weather is gloomy and the rain makes it miserable to drag six kids anywhere. I am irritated because I don't know how much longer we might be living here before we have a house. It feels like there are no good options.

I'm tired of waking up in a damp bed (from the rain) with no plans for my life. I'm just waiting. Just sitting here waiting. And it's life as normal, only it's not normal because I have to crouch over in the shower so my head doesn't hit the ceiling and I have to be careful not to run the heater and the water heater and microwave at the same or I'll trip the breaker. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't want to have it any other way, I'm just worn out from month after month of not having a single moment of solitude.

So I'll just here and keep counting the days, even if the number gets bigger instead of smaller. Even if six of us are sick and feeling cruddy. Even though I want to bang my head on the wall. I'll try to be patient another day!

Thank you for all of the photographer recommendations! The only thing is, I can't access almost any of the links because I'm on my phone and I don't have flash and most sites are (obviously) picture-heavy and my phone freezes up. I'm trying to google phone nmbers but so far haven't gotten anywhere yet.

Seriously, can someone just wake me up when Jason gets here?
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