Insomnia is…

December 5, 2007 at 11:50 pm | Posted in Home, Memories, Photographs | 6 Comments

Sean leaves for Orlando tomorrow morning before dawn. Another business trip, this time not for so long. He’ll be home Sunday, and after struggling through five weeks apart, I can survive three days standing on one leg. By Monday, we’ll own our first house.

As happy as I’ve been to buy this new and oh so large house, I’m starting to feel homesick for our condo. Sean has lived here for five years, almost six, and I for two. This is our home. And yet, we’re moving on to bigger and better things.

I can’t sleep. I keep trying paint colors over and over in my mind for the new house. I want the dining room to be red, but will the rest of the house flow? Green office? White office? Beige office? Blue bedroom? Slate gray? And what about the living room?

I’ll have to call the power company tomorrow to get everything turned on for Monday. And cable? I don’t even know where to start.

And so I get up out of bed, crawl out of our double sleeping bag where Sean lies cozy, adjust my eyes to the glow of the computer screen, sit a few minutes, grab the camera and head into the bathroom.

I’ve taken thousands of photos here in this bathroom over the last two years: photos of me and Sean brushing our teeth, photos of Meg on the day she cut her hand open, photos of water and of me in the mirror. I start to push the shutter button. I want to remember how I felt less than a week before my life would change forever. Our first house. That sounds so permanent.

This bathroom was so easy to paint. I knew what color it should be, I finished it in one day. I wish the colors of my new house would come to me so easily. I’m worried about whether or not I will feel at home in our new home. I hate waiting. I’m not one of those people who can wade into cold waters, I have to jump right in before I can get used to having wet cold feet.

Five days and counting.


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  1. You should go for a run…

  2. My favorite part about this post – Sean looking like Harry Potter. The scary part – I am guessing that picture was not taken on Halloween.

  3. Haha. Yeah, he kind of does look like Harry Potter. He’s wearing my glasses. ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. Let go of the worry…enjoy this time. Just as you are looking back fondly now…this time will be something to be remembered. Enjoy it so that the memories can be that way too. You are like me…worry worry worry. It can ruin a perfectly fine situation.

  5. I think it’s all about being brave. My influence on my other half has been to go for simple, primary colors. Strong primary colors.

    The darkest part of our house is the brightest color (yellow in the hallway and stairs), and the lightest part is blue (the lounge). It seems to work for us.

  6. I realize I’m like a half-week late responding to this, but oh well….it’s always a good thing to have the memories and keep them sacred..but just think of all the new and exciting things that will transpire in your new abode!! Honestly, I’m a little envious…. ๐Ÿ™‚ I’m sure you’ll do a fabulous job with the color scheme!!

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