Hotel Life

Update: We are so close to being back in the house. They only need to finish the trim, put the appliances back in, patch the drywall, paint over the patches, and clean up after themselves (including that big pile in the driveway). I was hoping they would be done this weekend, but it might not be until early next week. Hopefully in time for Thanksgiving!!

Complaints:

Laundry is a pain. I usually go do it at the house.

I miss our garage.

I'm sad that I haven't been able to enjoy my Halloween or Fall decorations.

We miss being close by to our neighbors and friends.

Living out of suitcases, bleh.

Blessings:

SO glad we're not paying for all of this.

We were able to go hang out with my fam in Utah for a couple weeks.

We've spent more time with Reid - we see him for lunch everyday.

We're stocking up on food storage.

Daily housekeeping.

We appreciate our home, and all that goes with it so much more now!

More Blessings

Sleeping in comfy beds with lots of pillows.

A nice lady makes the beds for us ...
... and cleans up ...
... and does the dishes ...
... and cleans the bathrooms ...
... and vacuums the floors ...
... EVERYDAY.

I'm going to have a hard time going back to doing all those things myself.

Maybe I should ask for maid service for Christmas??


Lots of time to hang out with dad in the evenings & weekends.

He doesn't have any yard work, or honey-do lists to be bothered with.


Taking advantage of the food reimbursement.

Good: We have been able to experience a lot of fun restaurants.
Good: I haven't had to menu plan, or cook much.

Bad: Eating out hasn't made us any thinner...

Brother bonding time.

The boys have had a lot of fun finding ways to entertain themselves. Pulling each other around the floors on sheets, playing with Happy Meal toys, coloring with the many crayons from restaurants (jack found the perfect white canvas inside his closet one morning), and chatting with the housekeeping ladies.  They serve a hot breakfast in the lobby every morning.  I usually go with the 3 boys myself after we drive Reid to work.  We are usually still sporting our pj's.  It's a little awkward among a whole slew of business people, but I'm over it.  The breakfast staff know the boys names, know what they like to drink (Jack likes juice, Clark likes milk), and even put lids and straws in their drinks.  One morning they overheard Jack yelling for pancakes on a day they were serving french toast, went into the kitchen and brought some out just for him.  I have really appreciated their kindness and service.