MOTIVATION

OR in my case:
LACK there of. I have none.
My hubby just called me to tell me the company moved his start date at the California center to 10/09. That is not even a month away.
Have I packed?
Hardly
Have I cleaned?
Not really

The only thing we have successfully done?
Sold our washer and dryer and fridge. (Dang dining table won't leave!)
Fixed the carpet in the front room
Got our friend Marco to fix the molding in the bathroom.
Got rid of most of our bulk furniture that we can't take with us.
That's it.

Normally I would have already had everything packed including plates and cups and be complaining about how I shouldn't have packed those yet. All that I would have left to do are the odds and ends that I end up throwing into laundry baskets or whatever because I'm in a hurry. But No not this time. I can NOT find the motivation to do it.
You would think the idea of moving to California and the cooler weather and getting out of this house would be enough but it isn't.
I tried to pack my room yesterday....
I packed up my bookshelf and then my bed started calling my name really loudly so I took a nap.... didn't do anything else. UGH!

I also credit my lack of motivation to the fact that my 2 year old is being EVIL!
2 weeks now we are going on constant crying, not listening, tantrum central, spitting, torturing the cats, multiple time outs.... the list goes on people!
He is being SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO mean!
After talking to my mom, she says he's being a normal 2 year old, but she has a point that its because everything around him is changing. Furniture is leaving and he doesn't like it. Things are being moved and he doesn't like it. So he's acting out. I know they call it the terrible twos but I have always been grateful to have such a good little boy. He always listened and we had our minor temper tantrums but nothing like whats been happening.

Most days I can't get anything done. Not even the normal day to day stuff. By the time he goes to bed I am exhausted and most days I just want to cry myself to sleep. (I don't because I feel like I really have nothing to complain about, What? I can't handle my 2 year old. Cry a river...)
On Saturday I went to my mom's to do laundry and left Matthew at home with Berto. He finally got just a taste of what I have been complaining about for 2 weeks. It's so frustrating. He is better at handling him because he doesn't deal with it EVERY SINGLE DAY. I need a break. Simple as that.
I know I'm a mom and I will probably never get a break but I need one.

This little girl in me is sucking the life out of me and what little is left Matthew sucks the rest of.
My body hurts all the time. I can't even give Matthew baths anymore because it literally kills my back to lean over the tub. Berto has to bathe him at night now. I hate that so much. I like bathing him in the morning so he is clean all day but I have to suck it up because there is not much else I can do.

Sorry for the rant, but sometimes it helps just to complain about everything.
I am looking forward to finding a place to live in California so we can move on with our lives and not be so stressed out all the time. I am looking forward to permanently getting out of this heat. (Even though we are moving right when it starts getting nice here in AZ)

I know its small but this picture is so funny. I put away his booster chair since we are trying to sell the table but I needed something for Matty to sit in to eat. So I pulled out his high chair. He still fits in it despite being too long but he looks hilarious BECAUSE he is so big!! It's cute though :)