Yesterday afternoon, after church and lunch and quiet time, Ani and I were downstairs in the new house, and she came up to me and threw her arms around my knees.
"Need to snuggle on the couch," she told me. (Although you'd probably need to live with her to recognize that this is what she was saying).
I picked her up and showed her the living room. "We don't have a couch. There's no where to sit."
After a long pause as she looked around the bare room, she responded, "I just need some love."
We sat on the floor of the living room and cuddled for a few minutes (not the most comfortable thing in the world when you're 8 months pregnant), and I thought, "I feel exactly the same way."
It seems like everyone is making big plans for the New Year, and I'm feeling like I just need to snuggle on the couch, except we don't have a couch yet or any kitchen chairs to go with our fancy new Goodwill kitchen table (we just ordered these ones over the weekend, so hopefully our days of eating all meals sitting on the floor will come to an end in the next few days).
Right now I'm tired and worn-out from moving, struggling to sleep (hello, pregnancy insomnia) and overwhelmed by how much there is to do after being away for 8 months.
Also, our total food supply includes a bag of frozen blueberries, peanut butter, and some milk.
I'd invite you over for dinner, but I'm guessing you don't want to sit on the kitchen floor, plus you'd basically be eating plain blueberries. Of course, if weight loss is on your 2015 goal list, it actually might be a great dinner. You won't have to worry about overeating and you certainly won't have to worry about whether or not I'm going to offer dessert afterward.
Probably, my New Year's resolution should be to go grocery shopping.