Units of love for PJ & Kelly, who had welcome home signs waiting on our bed when we fell into it at 3:00 a.m. (with some help from Ella on that one), who cooked us breakfast, who had groceries and beer in the fridge, who helped us move all of our stuff in and fed our whole moving crew, and who are just generally awesome: immeasurable
Units of love for my mom, Ben, Walt, Kate, Dan and Maggie, who also helped haul stuff inside: 372894732904872389423
Paisley’s degree of excitement about our reunion: 372894732904872389423372894732904872389423 yips & wiggles were displayed
Number of people it took to lift and then push my brother’s car out of the ditch: 5
Things delivered by my mom: new baby houseplants to replace all the ones I gave away; 1 cheery afghan crocheted by my grandma (which I’d already claimed for myself); 1 cheery quilt made by my great-grandma (which I had no idea I was getting and am still freaking out over); about 200 altoids tins for Etsy packaging (which my dad took up when he quit smoking, but they are parcel-shipping-cost-thickness in Canada, so they have been waiting patiently for my return)
Adorability factor of seeing Ella, Xavier, Jonah, and Hazel playing together: 372894732904872389423372894732904872389423
Failed attempts at finding the Uhaul return place before we called them for more accurate directions than google maps could provide: 2
Times we’ve taken Paisley out to pee and it hasn’t happened because she’s heard a gunshot off in the woods & panicked: 5
Times Paisley has gorged herself on compost: 2
Times I’ve gotten totally creeped out looking at the black black black windows at nighttime, despite the fact that I grew up in a house just like this: 372894732904872389423
Times Paisley has barked at her own reflection in the deck doors and scared the heck out of me: 3
Amount of time it’s going to take for me to get used to the fact that running four errands takes up the entire afternoon: hard to say – I’m guessing several months
Amount of time it’s going to take for me to be able to listen to our Canada friends’ music without crying: also guessing several months on this one
Random thing that has made me cry: only one – found a loonie in the washer tonight
Amount of time it’s going to take for me to not be afraid of running into a bear outside in the middle of the night: this is never going to happen
My degree of excitement about having a dishwasher and our own laundry and outdoor AND indoor clotheslines and a temperature we can control and the ability to sleep with lots of blankets again: immeasurable :)