A little overwhelming

We all feel like Ava looks in this picture. A little tired, a little overwhelmed, a little unsure where things are. Surrounded by boxes and unfamiliar territory it's difficult to find a starting or ending place. The house is slowly coming together. We have been able to unpack and settle in the important places: kitchen, baby's room, our room, bathrooms. All the essentials are in place- but multiple times a day I find myself asking, "I wonder where that is?"... it's like the Memory game. Today the painters came, which brings an additional level of crazy. The house we bought was immaculately decorated and painted in all these deep Tuscan colors. The entire downstairs (which includes a two story great room and foyer) was all done in the deep mustard yellow. It worked for their stuff, it doesn't work as well with ours. Plus I have always had a weird aversion to yellow. In college one of my art professors always was pushing me to use yellow and orange in paintings. I usually resisted- the same holds true now. And so we are changing things out to suit our tastes better, various shades of mochas and reds. I think it will look fabulous when it is all said and done. John is a little more hesitant-but it is hard to see what will be when they are just beginning and everything is closed off in plastic. Our house looks like the quarantine area in the movie E.T. I keep waiting for guys in radioactive suits or Elliot to come through the opening at any moment. I will be sure to write about it in the next blog if this happens.