I just can't bear to think about it today - which is how my son-in-law has taught us to cope. Since there is no remedy to the situation, what we can control is that we can focus on TODAY and make it the best it can be! And so......some photos to share of our day of consigning, thrifting and walking! Skip down to the photos if you don't want to read my long analysis of how our military wives are coping............
First off we stopped at the Rerun Consignments downtown to unload the back of my daughter's Jeep. After three years of living out of boxes and crates, she is finally working her way though those boxes and deciding what to keep. This freed up alot of space and gave her some much needed satisfaction. For those of you who haven't followed my blog...she and her husband finally decided to have a baby after seven years of marriage and living in military bases in Colorado and Kentucky. During that time he also was stationed in Korea and Iraq while she stayed behind in various temporary living arrangements. Seven years of chaos. When they decided to have a baby he was able to get a duty assignment back at their (and my) home area which is Fort Riley in Kansas. As military timing goes.....they arrived in Kansas when my granddaughter was just thirty days old. My daughter had worked at the Fort Knox library throughout her pregnancy so she was too overwhelmed and exhausted to think about packing. She focused on delivering a happy healthy baby. For the move, she was to just pack a suitcase and drive away when the time came. She drove one vehicle with the newborn baby, the cat and her plants to Kansas. He stayed behind and dealt with the packing crews and moving vans. With his military efficiency and high energy to get things done - everything was packed and loaded. It worked, but everything was very randomly sorted (or not sorted). I don't mean to stereotype but there are many men out there who haven't much clue as to the logical arrangements of stuff in their homes. And especially in a need to quickly just get it done...... you can imagine.
He arrived a week later and the moving vans backed up to my garage and unloaded. Everything they owned went into my garage. What she had available to her was what little she packed in a suitcase for her and the baby and since she was just post-delivery she mostly had sweats and nightgowns! Many times they would go out into the garage and try to search through boxes looking for missing items. Most times they would just purchase what they needed because they didn't have unlimited time to continue searching.
They decided to live with us to save money and begin looking for a permanent home. If they had went onto the military base housing they would have had to sign a year lease. This way they were free to move as soon as they could locate a house to buy. In the meantime, the housing industry crashed and they needed, not 5%, not 10%, but 20% cash down to purchase anything. Then just as the magical balance was reached...something they loved, something they could afford, something close enough to Fort Riley but still in the country......he heard rumors they were going to Iraq. After months of nervously waiting, they were told no - change of plans - they were leaving in about thirty days for a year long deployment in Afghanistan.
My daughter and granddaughter really wanted to stay in their hard-earned, unfinished new home. But it was January when he left. In fact, his departure was delayed several days because the airports were closed for ice and snow. In the first few sad weeks after he left her water lines froze up, she came down with an infection, and the snow drifted her long driveway shut. We couldn't stand the stress of worrying about her and she was equally stressed about trying to do it alone. So they moved back in with us for another year.
I tell you all of that so you can appreciate how eventful it was for her to have had time to sort through several boxes packed in 2009 and get rid of things! Much of it is really nice stuff as throughout the military marriage they have bought duplicates. Things they need have had a strange way of never being in the same location they were over the years. Or they were living on opposite sides of the globe and needed duplicates. So in the time remaining before their upcoming move, they have vowed to go through every box and make decisions. Since they own their home here in Kansas, they will have the luxury of leaving things behind in an organized way. Once they unpack and decide on everything, it will leave just enough time to pack the things they want with them as they move to Fort Bliss.
This was also the last area where the Kaw or Kanza (Wind People) clung to reservation lands until they were uprooted and sent to Oklahoma in 1872. Their chief, Al-le-ga-wa-ho, pleaded with the U.S. Department of Interior with these words..."Great Father, you whites treat us Kan-zey like a flock of turkeys, you chase us to one stream, then you chase us to another stream, soon you will chase us over the mountains and into the ocean." At the time they were moved, there were only 600 left. A small pox epidemic killed 400 of them shortly after they arrived in Oklahoma. Click here to read more: Nation of the Kaw
What I wore: Nine West trouser jeans, Clarks booties and a New York & Co. t-shirt, all thrifted. I wanted my daughter to take the photos so I could decide whether or not I like myself in bold stripes. Back view....all good. I continue to stay slimmer since I've discovered my gluten intolerance and changed my diet.
Front view - this is still the problem area. I am excited that in the next few months I will be the female adult in our family with the SMALLEST waistline. It will be temporary honor, but, still I am excited and I plan to brag and wear fancy belts all the time to show off. How can that be? I'll give you a hint....
September 6th is predicted to be a VERY busy day for our family! Crazy, huh?
Now, on to my big spending of the day. I spent $2.35 and got these three dresses and six patterns.
This one my daughter-in-law will most likely be able to use during her pregnancy. She is taking classes for her masters and serving an internship so she needs more options in her closet right now.
This one is for me. With a short jean jacket maybe.