Hello and Happy Wednesday!
It’s me again. Did you miss me? We finally found a nice house and moved in with most of our belongings that waited patiently at the storage to be picked up. I moved many times already which makes me a pro in packing, organizing and whatnot. However, I am not even close as good as le husband. He moved basically everything we own alone from New York to Connecticut because I was pregnant with Petit Joel. I helped him pack boxes but only with the result that he re-packed them all because they were either too heavy or packed without me thinking, as he put it. And this move was even crazier. Crossing borders with a U-Haul truck is another challenge but we managed to get everything done without problems. Pretty sweet. Thinking about at how many houses we looked, we were psyched when it all worked out and that we were able to move into this amazing place. As le husband would say, “It is all about ze planning”.
I was in charge of our closets [I have a walk-in closet which is kind of neat] and to organize le husband’s clothes in cabinets, drawers and shelves. I consider myself a minimalist and love to own less things. It makes my life easier. My minimalist wardrobe is not an expensive wardrobe. I did purchase a bunch of designer items that I am able to match with simple basic black t-shirts from a regular store. However, I do like quality over quantity but I am not an avid shopper when it comes to clothing. Books is a different story. But seriously, can you ever have enough books? I love to go to thrift stores or flea markets where I found some of my favorite designer jeans. Used, but who cares. A have some good pairs for many years now and wear them a lot which proves the good quality. I want my clothing to be long-lasting and comfortable; simple as that.
Are you still with me? Good.
I was done with my closet rather quickly. Le husband’s closet on the other hand was a different story. He has a lot of clothes. Okay, many tactical things and work pants/jumpsuits and all those things but I easily piled up 20 black t-shirts in a drawer. Another reason why I like moving or make it fun is, that I can sort through my his things to decide what stays, what I he really need or what is just useless and sits around for nothing. Anyway, le husband said he is going through his things tomorrow or in the next days to decide what stays and what goes. I can most certainly assist help him throw things away him. Really, how many black t-shirts does one need? 😀
In any case, I love le husband. He is the one who made all this possible. I am very grateful for where we are in life at this point and what I am able to do here in Canada. While spending all this time in the car driving [and I mean many many hours] I realized and have been reminded of a couple of things about him. He is truly an amazing father. Petit Joel loves and respects him so much and I always thought that it would rather be the opposite. More than me, it seems sometimes. Le husband hasn’t been around a lot due to work. I love to see when he dresses him and makes us breakfast while I turn around in bed one more time. Jackpot!
He is putting up with my crazy. And I mean craaa-zay at points. He deals with all this on a pretty good level and I am very thankful for that. He gets me a large latte and blueberry muffin at Tim Hortons for breakfast or makes me a veggie omelette. I mean… seriously, do I have to say more? Sometimes, he makes me laugh so hard that I cry. That is one of the reasons I married him. He will always be my number one because he has it all. French, Onion soup, wine, baguette, new restaurants…… he loves and enjoys food and so do I. He rocks. Period. He loves me, unconditionally. And that makes me feel pretty special and amazing. He is overprotective with everything, especially when it comes to his family. Initially, this annoyed me a bit. Flashlights everywhere, fire extinguishers and emergency notification system and much more. But now, I am so grateful that he is like this. I always feel safe, secure and protected. He is worldly smart and a very good planner and organizer. He knows what is going on in the world, reads and we always have good conversations. We say that we should record all our talks in the car because they are just awesome. When we lived in New York we had our little philosophy mornings over breakfast before going to work. At the same time he can spend two hours in the bathroom with his phone … but that’s a different story for another post. 😀
There here you have it. I am happy. We are happy. Life is good. The move is pretty much done so let the new adventures begin.
