Live a Little: Finally having a home...

For the last 13 years, our homes have been "where ever the Navy sent us".  With that being said, we have had several places we lived in, many different schools the kids attended, many neighborhoods we called ours...
but we never made a house a home. 
Always knowing that we would move soon, we never really unpacked anything except for the basics; clothes, toys, household items, and I kept picture frames and such packed away.  Knowing we were going to move every 6 months to a year, I didn't want to make it my home and then have the heartbreak of leaving it.

I short changed myself, not the kids though; their school art plastered our empty walls ;)
Last August, August 24, 2011 to be exact, we packed up our Honda Odyssey, and drove from San Diego, California to New York.  It was heartbreaking to say the least,

an unwanted surprise...

so all the kids headed to bed, i was in the laundry room, just washing clothes, and re arranging the room, and out from under a trash bag i picked up, ran a BIG fat mouse!!!

i screamed so loud i scared myself, lol.

the thing ran over my feet and to the back of the laundry room, will was sleeping in the living room, and i just froze all of a sudden, i guess the female in me came out, lol, cause i just started screaming for will and crying and i couldnt move my feet, lol.
of course i guess a big part of it was because i was scred of it biting my toes, since i was barefoot, lol.

after exactly 10 minutes of screaming the kids came downstairs and told daddy to wake up and help mommy cause she was crying in the laundry room.

izeah, our 5 yr old, came in there and was asking, "what happened mommy?" where is it?" "is it a mouse?" like a little hero, lol.

will came in, half asleep, and pulled me out of the laundry room and brought me to the living room. by then i was sobbing.

he sat me on his lap, and i just broke down, i cried so much until i was gasping.
i was sobbing, telling him i was sick and tired of the mice, of living like this.
i know that a big part of it was because of what happened, but i think a bigger part was just because of my depression.

i had been having a bad few last days and so i finally had a big action that just put me over the edge.