What we've been busy doing lately INSTEAD of blogging...

Cleaning the house. (i.e. making it perfect)
Showing the house.
Planning a garage sale.
Having a garage sale.
Calling the realtor to see how the showings are going.
Text Messaging the realtor to see how the showings are going.
Taking Paige (Along with Emma, (screaming in his carseat) Ben and Simon to Preschool.
Showing the house some more.
Finding out the couple that looked at the house twice is not interested again in taking out a loan until they pay off some of their debt. (jerks)
Planning another garage sale.
Having another garage sale.
Going to the doctor's office 400 times to have my "shark bite" re-checked. It's healing fine, BTW, thanks for asking.
Packing, sorting bins, trading clothes with friends (baby clothes) and re-packing.
Showing the house to more jerks that won't make an offer.
Still have to do: Pack, Thank you cards to about a million people for Ben gifts, Daycare Paperwork, Clean and Show the house, hear that they're VERY interested, but won't make an offer, go to counseling because we're crazy for turning our lives upside down.

Then it's 70 degrees out and sunny and warm and Ben is nustled up in the crook of my arm sleeping and Paige and Emma are playing so sweet in the sand box and it's a wonderful moment and I choose to enjoy it rather than run inside to jump on our turtle of a computer to wait three hours for my ten pictures to download so I can update all of our friends and family on our lives. In my mind I have blogged a hundred times, I just don't have the time right now to get it out of my head and wait it out painstakingly to post. So instead I take off my shoes and stick my feet in the sand and let the girls bury them and enjoy the time that everyone tells us "goes by so fast." You understand, right? thanks.