Last time I posted was a while back and we were getting ready to move. I also wasn’t riding my bike because of knee pain. The update will probably take a few posts so just bare with me.
We moved. Again. Since being married we have moved 5 times. I’ve been married for a little over 10 years. So we move a lot. We got permission from the company to move at the same time we took our vacation. So we packed our stuff into two trailers. One that was an ABF trailer and our personal enclosed trailer. The enclosed trailer held things like my husbands tools which are hard to stack on top of each other or to stack stuff on top of them. We took our trampoline and the outside benches to the cabin in Idaho for my in laws. We also packed my canned food so we could keep eating it and so it wouldn’t go bad. Then on top of that we had camping mattresses, pillows, and blankets.
This is what we knew going home to Idaho for vacation: not much. I say not much because we didn’t know where we were moving just that we would be moving. We knew that Pennsylvania had a project and that the manager really wanted my husband to go there. We also knew that the company was planning to bid on a project in southern Michigan. They had projects in California too. Where they wanted us to go and when was the question. If we were to move to Pennsylvania then we would need to start driving as soon as our vacation was over. If we went to any of the other places we might have been able to stay longer in Idaho.
Anyways we moved to Pennsylvania a couple weeks ago. We rented a house and got moved in and registered for school. It is beautiful here and it feels like we live in a forest and so far so good. The other thing now is not knowing how long we will live here. Could be a year like they originally told us or it could last for up to 8 years total. Who knows.
It’s been a while. I’ve had a lot of thoughts go through my head that I didn’t type down. I still read several blogs I just haven’t been writing my own. A couple of things since I last typed. I started carb cycling in March and it has helped me get my food under control. I did really well for two months and the I struggle for a few days and do really well for a week or two.
I think part of my problem has been stress. Not that life is never stressful but we are packing to move. Where? We don’t know yet. We will go on vacation and take our stuff with us and then hopefully by the end of vacation we will know where we are heading. Could be Pennsylvania, Wisconsin or Michigan at this point and those are only the options I am aware of. I’ve been packing for months but just not knowing creates a stress all its own and I haven’t learned how to turn to exercise before food yet. You’d think I’d have learned by now.
I also haven’t ridden my bike for two weeks. After talking to my family doctor and my dad (who isn’t a dr but knows things) there is a chance I have torn my meniscus. I have set an appointment with my dad’s doctor at home for the week after we get there. My knee hurts when it bends and especially doesn’t like stairs. The last time I rode my bike it hurt and not in a good way. So I take Aleve every day and am walking.
I finally let my husband take my bike out of the rec room since he packed the only way I have of filling my tires. I keep thinking I’ll try riding and see how it feels and then I’ll walk down the stairs and then decide I’ll wait.
Anyway, we are excited to move in a week and a half. We are excited to go home and spend time with family. We are excited for a new adventure. We move every 3-4 years depending on the project and it’s time.
In December of 2004 I left my home in Idaho with my family to go to Provo, UT to the MTC or Missionary Training Center. I had always wanted to serve a mission and after I saved up the money and turned 21 (the age women were allowed to serve at that time) I got the paperwork taken care of and mailed it in. Then comes the 2-3 week wait. The wait where you are always wondering where you are going to be called. You see we don’t get to choose. I studied French for three years in high school and Spanish for one year. I thought I’d get called to France. Honestly, I hoped I’d get called to France.
They say that if there is someplace that you want to go you generally don’t get called there. So every night for two weeks I tried to think of everywhere not just one place. I wanted to learn a language and go to a different country so in my thinking of places I made sure to include states in the USA. I didn’t want to jinx myself. Anyway, after two weeks my packet came and when it was opened it said Yekaterinburg, Russia on it. To be truthful, I never even once thought about Russia. I forgot it existed. Sad I know.
I went to the MTC on December 15th where I stayed for 12 weeks. While there I was learning Russian and how to approach people to share the gospel. We also have to wait for our visas. 12 weeks passed and we flew to Yekaterinburg, Russia. Now if any of you have ever seen the movie “The Best Two Years” then you might remember the new missionary saying “That isn’t the language I learned in the MTC” (I’m paraphrasing…I haven’t seen it in a while. That is how I felt. The Russian I learned was not what I was hearing in Russian.
So 18 months later I came home and I must admit that I fell in love with Russia, the people, the culture and the language. My grammar is awful but they seem to understand me well enough and I could understand them most of the time. I took classes in college and my husband actually was called to serve in the Kiev, Ukraine mission Russian speaking so he also speaks Russian. We used it a lot more when we were married but we don’t like people to feel like we are talking about them when we speak in public. So over the years we mainly use it so our kids wont know what we are talking about for birthdays and Christmas or where we want to go for date night, etc.
I downloaded an app on my phone called Duolingo a while ago to help me practice my Russian and to help rebuild my vocab since I have forgotten a lot over 10 years. Earlier today my daughter saw what I was doing and asked if I could download it on her tablet so she could learn Russian too. Well, of course. I had already started working with her off and on.
Well her Duolingo doesn’t support Russian on her tablet for some reason so we went with the next best thing: Ukranian. Why well because although it is different some things are the same and I figured “why not.” Then I decided to download Duolingo onto my tablet for her since I use it on my phone. So now she is studying Russian on my tablet and Ukranian on her tablet and she keeps asking me to help her with her Ukranian because she can’t always remember.
I guess I need to add Ukranian to my phone so I can keep up with her and so she has someone to practice with. Thus my head hurts 🙂
Have a good weekend.
Two weeks ago I took my girls up to visit their grandparents, my in-laws in Wisconsin. We spent the week hanging out and having fun. My husband wasn’t able to come because, well, he works. So on the way home I noticed that my youngest had fallen asleep in such a funky position I just had to share. The one on the left is the position I am speaking of. The one on the right is on another trip.
How do they do it? If I slept like that I would have to spend 20 minutes in my inversion table just so I could walk upright again. She didn’t even have a kink in her neck.