Nifty Bloggy Bits and The Many Travels of the Furious Five

I saw this word cloud over at Not Too Sticky's and I am using it today. You can make one from your blog, too, over at Wordle. Pretty neat, huh?

I am feeling out of it this week because so much is happening in real life. Instigating a lot of drama: We had a family come through to take look at our house. They seemed to love it and they are a great family, so it has brought up all these feelings about the house, about moving, about all my beloved friends and neighbors.... And then there is the reality of the continual planning, organizing, packing, and fretting over what kind of house we will find in England when go over. And don't forget the trip to the British Virgin Islands in two weeks. I still need to make all the schedules, permission slips, medical releases, etc for my parents, who are graciously watching the kids while we sail our way through the islands. Heaven!

But wait, the Furious Five can't be stopped! In a fit of guilt-driven hubris, I demanded that we take the kids to Disney World as a "thanks in advance for moving overseas with your parents and not turning into little hooligans while there" present. This trip was supposed to happen over Spring Break, but I somehow messed up the dates for the hotel... and we are now going two weeks after Daddy-007 and I get back from the BVI. Interesting!

Which leaves the trip to England in mid-April which is our 6-day window to finding a house that our entire two years of living happily hinges on (in my opinion it ALL boils down to the house and 'hood). Pressure!

So, I've got a million things going on in my ADD-addled brain at any given moment, but none of the attention span or desire to spew out my anxieties here at the Bitchin' Club. Believe me, though, when I say to you: There will be some great blog fodder over the next two months. :) You might get a whole lot of fluff in between, though. Thanks for bearing with me and understanding if some days I respond to comments and visit your blogs and some days I am nowhere to be found.

And, yes, as my mother is so willing to tell me (and I am already keenly aware of without the reminder): Sheesh, we should all be lucky enough to have these kinds of problems.