Wednesday, February 6, 2013

A Day in St. Albans

Well, aside from going to fantastic amazeballs places and taking four hundred pictures a day and unpacking ENDLESS boxes of shit we don't need and driving and driving and DRIVING my kids to school, I think I'm starting to feel a little settled.  I'm pretty lonely, but that pretty much just goes with the territory.  Obviously, my last move- the one to Hawaii- all my friends moved with me.  So that was cool.  Obviously.  But I don't know anyone here.  I've met a few of the wives, but they've all been here and they're all friends and they've all got older kids (ie they can do whatever they want all day without worrying about naps and school pickups and whining and boogers and eating) and you know how it is.

This is obviously having quite the effect on my anxiety issues.  The weather isn't helping either.  It's not nearly as cold as I thought it would be, but the gloom is pretty bad.  I knew it would be gloomy (I'm not a moron) but I didn't really add in the fact that the sun would be completely set by four thirty every day.  It's WEIRD.  So I'm exhausted by five, ready for bed by six.  Which isn't really very productive.  So by the time Nick gets home from work, I'm already starting to get antsy and irritated and loads of fun.  Lucky Nick.  

So.  I decided yesterday that I've got to get this situation under control.  Back to eating right.  Ease back into working out.  Ugh, I'm tired just thinking about that one.  I bring my trusty therapy lamp upstairs at night, then when I wake up in the morning, I flick it on before I get out of bed.  I've always spend a good ten to fifteen minutes laying in bed scrolling through instagram (I'm addicted, I LOVE instagram!!) and facebook and a few blogs.  I can usually get a good ten minutes before a kid comes in a starts hassling me, so I figured why not take this time to get some light too? Otherwise, I don't get a chance to get in front of it till about nine thirty, at which time I've usually already lost my shit two or three times.

I don't understand how the light works.  At all.  Other than magic.  Which is really all I need to know.  If you're on the fence about mental health or maybe you're too scared to ask for help or too proud or you think prayer should be enough to get you through- whatever the reason, consider getting a light.  I can't explain it, and I can't describe it, but it's amazing.  Just amazing.  I feel best if I can get three separate twenty minute sessions. My first week with it, I sat for an entire hour at once, which was nice, but I didn't feel any different after an hour as I did after twenty minutes.  On the flip side, getting that feeling three separate times a day seems to really do it for me.  Who knows.  I like the morning session (I just ignore the kids when they hassle me till I hit that magic twenty minute mark, and luckily now that Nick is off The Crappiest Boat in the History of Ever, he's around in the mornings until just before we have to leave, so he handles them for me too) followed by a nice session during naps (this one often stretches to forty minutes, just because I'm sitting on the couch and don't really do any chores or anything productive) and then the hardest one to get, an afternoon session.  I try to start as soon as it gets dark, and then just sit for twenty minutes.  During the witching hour.  It's hard, and it makes me feel sort of useless and very helpless, but I need it.  I NEED IT.  So I do it.  The kids are just going to have to get over it.  Luckily, the boys love the light, so a lot of times I can just turn on the tv and snuggle and get it like that.

And that's my public service announcement for the day.

On to the pictures.

We headed just up the road to St. Albans the other day.  Unfortunately, I was too worked up about Harry Potter to do any research, so I don't know anything other than the fact that it's a cathedral town, and it was built a LONG time ago.  The whole thing obviously reminded me of Pillars of the Earth, and I'm SO GLAD I finally buckled down and read through it.  So amazing to have that story in my head while we were looking at this incredible feat of math and power.  I mean, these people used math that they couldn't explain (at least in Pillars, maybe not in real life) to work out how to support hundreds of thousands of pounds of stones with a simple, elegant archway.  Seriously.  And it's not like they had graphic design programs to spit out a blueprint, or cranes to lift the stones, they just DID it.

Really gives you a sense of wonder.

Obviously, we'll be going back, and next time I'll do a little research beforehand.  I hate feeling like I don't know everything.
Part of the ceiling

It's still like an active church.  People go here for church and Bible studies and stuff.  Crazy1! I especially liked this sign on the bulletin board.  Drop your toddler off IN THE CRYPT!!!

After we explored as much as we could with our incredibly loud children, we headed out to explore the town.  Remember all my talk about gloom? Well this day was GORGEOUS.  Freezing, but sunny and bright.  That really helps.
Everything was old and cute and perfect.  Basically, I felt like I was walking around in a Jane Austin book.

We ate at the Waffle House, on the recommendation of a few friends.  It was cute, and also strange.  Everything was waffles.  EVERYTHING.  Waffles and regular things like syrup and chocolate and fruits, but also waffles and garlic butter, waffles and chill, waffles and mushrooms, it was strange.  We had the garlic bread type thing, and then waffles with apples (a la mode for me, duh) and the kids had a plain and a chocolate.  It was good, just a little weird.  Now I wish I'd don't something crazy like the chill.
Back of the Waffle House.  I think.
Then we walked through the market (just like in Pillars!!!) before we headed back home for naps.  Nice easy morning out.

And since I forgot to post anything about Daisy June's's some cute pics of her in her cutest hat.
Phew.  That's all I've got for now.  Ava is settled in her school, Scott is adjusting pretty well to his AMAZEBALLS school that I don't just love but LOVE, and I've called every single preschool in the area for Warren with no luck.  Ugh.

Gotta go get some planning done because have I mentioned? We're hopping up to Scotland for the long weekend before Half Term.  How cool is that? And yes, I know the weather is going to be miserable.  Mind your own.  We only have two years, we aren't waiting around for good weather.

1 comment:

  1. I don't know you from the man in the moon, but I LOVE your posts. I've been reading them off and on since Guam. I have 4 kids (girl, boy, boy, girl, too) about the same ages and I'm thinking you pretty much rock the travel with kids game. Unlike me...I travel a 3 mile radius every other day. I sooo want to be like you guys when I grow up...experiencing life like that. By the way...I'm not sure what your therapy lamp is (seasonal light?), but I think I want one!