Olivia and I have been in CT a week now and she is still asking for her father and her dog every few hours. I don't know what to tell her beyond "they are together and Daddy is finding us a new home." It seems an inadequate explanation but the best I can offer a two year-old.
Today I spent a good chunk of time reorganizing the boxes we sent ourselves from CA. They arrived in desperate shape: most of the boxes were split open at the corners and much of the contents were exposed and damaged. I brought two car loads of boxes to the storage locker to join our other possessions waiting for a permanent home.
Aaron is enjoying his time in North Carolina and had a good time driving cross-country with Sadie. I miss him and am ready to join him and start our life's next chapter. We've been in limbo so long that starting to build something substantive seems a bit dreamlike.
One thing I am clear about: more than anything else, what I want out of Charlotte is some good friends. I have managed to keep a few friends from wherever I have lived but that means I haven't had many friends really close by. We also haven't added any friends to our circle since we've been married and it would be nice to have friends that we've made together.
I have done a terrible job of contacting people since we left CA. Here I am bemoaning the want of friends and I am finding it so hard to stay in touch. I feel so distracted it's hard for me to be tuned in to more than my daughter's welfare. We woke up feeling under the weather today, Olivia's nose hasn't stopped running and it's chilly out. A day to stay tucked under the covers with a cup of tea and a book.
Charlotte is already quite warm now and my skin is craving the change. And then I'll be happy to be a lizard on a rock, soaking up the warmth and not moving.
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