We had a Long Weekend

Well, the move has taken it toll emotionally and physically. We are worn out. We are however so glad that it's over. As we left the old house together for the last time James was convinced that he'd done something terrible to upset me because I was crying. He hadn't done anything to upset me. I didn't live there for long but even before I lived there, the foundation of our relationship began in that house. We fell in love there and he proposed there. I am attached to the memories we made there. He has a completely different outlook on our move, the house was too small; Now Brian, Buddy and Louise have no claims on our home; A lot of yucky stuff happened there with people he used to consider family and he gets to leave that behind. He is glad that we finally have our own house that will only be filled with memories of us, no "ex's".

We spent the weekend finishing the move. My mom and brother were both such a huge help in the move. Mom helped pack and clean and Thomas helped lift and drive. We did a little video of the house before we left so that if mysterious damage occurs, we can prove that we didn't do it.

Brian called friday night and said that he went to the house to take a look so that he can remodel it and he couldn't get in. James reminded him that he hadn't told him that we'd be out yet. We would finish up over the weekend and he would replace the locks before we left. So, the keys were on the kitchen counter and James sent him a text message on Monday to let him know we were out. He also called Ginger's phone since Brian was at work, she didn't answer so he left a message on her voicemail saying that we were out of the house. We have not gotten a response from either of them.

We were able to get Christian Sunday afternoon. When James picked him up, Rachel said she wanted him back by dark, then she called and said she's going to church, we had to bring him back by 6pm or after 8:30pm. So, we chose 8:30pm She was there but didn't look at all like she had just been to church. It was actually a pretty rough day for everyone. Christian had a completely different attitude than he had last weekend, he seemed to be feeling a little aggravated. He poked Jess in the eye, he smashed Jordie's fingers in the closet door and lied about both instances even though I saw for myself when he poked Jessica in the eye. When the kids were playing in the back yard, he kept throwing the footballs into the neighbors yard. I really have no idea how to handle him with he acts out like that and James just didn't handle him at all, there were zero consequences for any of his actions. I understand that James doesn't want to spend the few hours that he's able to see Christian being a disciplinarian but I can't ask the girls to endure getting hurt at Christian's whim and loosing their toys just because Christian is allowed to be destructive and has no penalties for his actions. I wish that there was something I could do for Christian, something to make his life easier, happier. He's too young to be so hurt, confused and angry. A child his age shouldn't have a worry in the world. He should be living a carefree life full of love and security.

Moving forward! Both girls got haircuts this morning. Jessica welcomed her's. She didn't like her bangs getting in her eyes. Jordan was a little more of a challenge. James helped. She wasn't happy about getting a haircut but she was much less traumatized than she was during her first 'professional' haircut a few months ago. After I cut her hair she sat in the chair, picked up a piece of her hair, looked at it and cried. It was like she was mourning the loss. She may end up being one of those people whose hair grows to their feet when she gets older.