Adventure Girls and Ferd

7-8 weeks. That is the estimated transit time for out household items once they are shipped. Cue panic attack. I was expecting perhaps a month but with Covid, Suez Canal issues, and general fuckery we are looking at 7-8 weeks.  7-8 weeks is a long time to live in a place with no chairs, beds, mattresses, clothes, glasses, utensils, mini-cupcake pans! We were planning on purchasing some items, like a couch, a bed for the guest room, but not general day-to-day items. It seems wasteful to purchase duplicate items because your colander, sports bras, and board games are stuck in a cardboard box, inside a wooden crate, in a metal container, on a cargo ship, somewhere on the Atlantic Ocean.  Help. Feeling overwhelmed. 

B. cried tonight. She was upset that she wouldn't be able to wear her pajamas to sleep in while on the plane. I tried to tell her that was all part of the adventure but I am not sure the promise of adventure will work much longer to ease her fears.  I have to remind myself that she is still little and immature. She is a child and I want her to enjoy being a child for as long as she can. We are asking her to deal with lots of big life changes with which T. and I are barely adequately coping.  Tonight in the middle of her meltdown I had to remind myself that when little people have big feelings and big outbursts they need their people to help them navigate their feelings, not add to the chaos. That can be a challenge when you are stressed, tired, and watching your child in distress.  This move is not going to be easy on any of us. I still question whether we are doing the right thing or not. Being an adult making adult decisions is tough.  Photo of the last link of our co