Updates on a few of the important things in life:
Moving
I would normally post tons of photos of our new place, but sadly we currently appear to be living in a bad episode of Hoarders, and who wants to see that? No one, really. In our exhaustion after moving everything we own from Minneapolis to St. Paul, we just haven't had the energy to unpack so everything is piled in random boxes. To keep my sanity, I have to have at least one room that doesn't look like a war zone, and that room has become the office. I refuse to let any unpacked boxes enter this room and will guard the entrance with my life if need be.
I am not great at moving. I can promise at least one mental breakdown, usually around the point when you feel like you've packed and hauled everything on the planet, only to realize you're maybe about halfway there. This is when I get ruthless and start purging recklessly. I think that at some point on Saturday afternoon, at the end of my rope, I started yelling that EVERYTHING THAT IS NOT IN THE CAR IN ONE HOUR IS GOING IN THE GARBAGE. Because that is completely logical, and also earth friendly. Luckily, Ben is there as my sanity foil and his utterly calm demeanor makes me realize that I am in fact acting like a crazy person.
Grading
Unfortunately, our move coincided not-so-conveniently with Ben's end of quarter grades being due, so he has been up until the wee hours of the morning grading like a mofo. Lest you feel too bad for him, he also has spring break next week, which means that when I leave for work at 6:45, he will be cuddling the pets in his sweatpants on the couch. It all evens out I guess?
Work
Work is just... crazy. There's no other way to describe it. First, we have several major projects launching in the next two months, and that in and of itself is a big deal. Second, my main contact in marketing started her maternity leave last Thursday....and her colleague who is filling in for her out on PTO this week. And a bunch of marketing-related issues completely blew up at the beginning of last week, before everyone took off leaving me basically holding the bag. I have no idea who has communicated what to whom, who has which files and what the damn process is for getting this shit figured out. I'm not complaining - just, I have a lot of work right now, which on top the move is a bit crazy-making.
Pizza
Luckily, in the midst of chaos...there is Pizza Farm. Pizza Farm is just what it sounds like: a farm that makes Pizza. The only downside to Pizza Farm is that a) it is in Stockholm, WI about an hour and twenty minutes from the Twin Cities, and b) it is hella crowded most of the time. Normally, parked cars extend at least a quarter of a mile down the road, and the wait for pizza is about an hour. Still, totally worth it.
HOWEVER... and I'm almost hesitant to say this because I feel like I'm giving away my new most favorite secret.... I think the best discovery since Pizza Farm is the fact that Pizza Farm is open in March. Nobody thinks to go there in the spring...which is understandable, because usually we still have snow on the ground.
But, since the weather here has been summery and lovely of late, we thought March Pizza Farm sounded like a brilliant idea (I still brought a warmish jacket and scarf though, because it is Minnesota and I am not a total idiot). We expected there to be a modest crowd, given the weather...but there were literally probaly 10 people there, total. We got our pizza in like 10 minutes, and had the entire space in front of the pizza barn to ourselves. We ate pizza, drank wine and beer, played frisbee, and basically had an awesome time.
Plus, the drive out to the farm is GORGEOUS. If you take 10 to 35, you drive right along lake Pepin, and the view is spectacular. I would go out there regularly just for the drive.
There are definitely pros to summer Pizza Farm though - longer daylight hours, less cold, more pizza options, delicious summer veggies, lamb sausage... etc. But, spring Pizza Farm definitely has its perks, and we're hoping to take advantage of it at least once more.
Inconsistency
One thing that completely sucks about being this busy, moving etc, is that while moving and work are driving me bananas, I have less time to do the things that keep me sane. I haven't cooked or baked anything in weeks, and my yoga practice is down to 1-2 times a week which is not ideal. I'm pretty sure there is an inverse relationship between frequency of yoga and frequency of moving-related meltdowns. Someone should graph this. I would, but I hate all graphs right now.
So - I have made a promise to myself that I am going to yoga TOMORROW. Whether this happens in Minneapolis or St Paul has yet to be determined, but it is definitely happening. Also, these little dudes have me inspired to get baking immediately. I have no idea where my springform pan is, or my whisk, or really any kitchen supplies....but that's nothing a little rummaging and creativity can't fix. Rye Crumble Bars by Saturday. Keep me honest, people.
Moving
I would normally post tons of photos of our new place, but sadly we currently appear to be living in a bad episode of Hoarders, and who wants to see that? No one, really. In our exhaustion after moving everything we own from Minneapolis to St. Paul, we just haven't had the energy to unpack so everything is piled in random boxes. To keep my sanity, I have to have at least one room that doesn't look like a war zone, and that room has become the office. I refuse to let any unpacked boxes enter this room and will guard the entrance with my life if need be.
I am not great at moving. I can promise at least one mental breakdown, usually around the point when you feel like you've packed and hauled everything on the planet, only to realize you're maybe about halfway there. This is when I get ruthless and start purging recklessly. I think that at some point on Saturday afternoon, at the end of my rope, I started yelling that EVERYTHING THAT IS NOT IN THE CAR IN ONE HOUR IS GOING IN THE GARBAGE. Because that is completely logical, and also earth friendly. Luckily, Ben is there as my sanity foil and his utterly calm demeanor makes me realize that I am in fact acting like a crazy person.
Grading
Unfortunately, our move coincided not-so-conveniently with Ben's end of quarter grades being due, so he has been up until the wee hours of the morning grading like a mofo. Lest you feel too bad for him, he also has spring break next week, which means that when I leave for work at 6:45, he will be cuddling the pets in his sweatpants on the couch. It all evens out I guess?
Work
Work is just... crazy. There's no other way to describe it. First, we have several major projects launching in the next two months, and that in and of itself is a big deal. Second, my main contact in marketing started her maternity leave last Thursday....and her colleague who is filling in for her out on PTO this week. And a bunch of marketing-related issues completely blew up at the beginning of last week, before everyone took off leaving me basically holding the bag. I have no idea who has communicated what to whom, who has which files and what the damn process is for getting this shit figured out. I'm not complaining - just, I have a lot of work right now, which on top the move is a bit crazy-making.
Pizza
Luckily, in the midst of chaos...there is Pizza Farm. Pizza Farm is just what it sounds like: a farm that makes Pizza. The only downside to Pizza Farm is that a) it is in Stockholm, WI about an hour and twenty minutes from the Twin Cities, and b) it is hella crowded most of the time. Normally, parked cars extend at least a quarter of a mile down the road, and the wait for pizza is about an hour. Still, totally worth it.
But, since the weather here has been summery and lovely of late, we thought March Pizza Farm sounded like a brilliant idea (I still brought a warmish jacket and scarf though, because it is Minnesota and I am not a total idiot). We expected there to be a modest crowd, given the weather...but there were literally probaly 10 people there, total. We got our pizza in like 10 minutes, and had the entire space in front of the pizza barn to ourselves. We ate pizza, drank wine and beer, played frisbee, and basically had an awesome time.
Plus, the drive out to the farm is GORGEOUS. If you take 10 to 35, you drive right along lake Pepin, and the view is spectacular. I would go out there regularly just for the drive.
There are definitely pros to summer Pizza Farm though - longer daylight hours, less cold, more pizza options, delicious summer veggies, lamb sausage... etc. But, spring Pizza Farm definitely has its perks, and we're hoping to take advantage of it at least once more.
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| Full disclosure - these photos are from a previous Summer Pizza Farm excursion... |
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| mmmm garlic.... |
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| Waiting for pizza |
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| Yes folks... it really is that exciting.... |
Inconsistency
One thing that completely sucks about being this busy, moving etc, is that while moving and work are driving me bananas, I have less time to do the things that keep me sane. I haven't cooked or baked anything in weeks, and my yoga practice is down to 1-2 times a week which is not ideal. I'm pretty sure there is an inverse relationship between frequency of yoga and frequency of moving-related meltdowns. Someone should graph this. I would, but I hate all graphs right now.
So - I have made a promise to myself that I am going to yoga TOMORROW. Whether this happens in Minneapolis or St Paul has yet to be determined, but it is definitely happening. Also, these little dudes have me inspired to get baking immediately. I have no idea where my springform pan is, or my whisk, or really any kitchen supplies....but that's nothing a little rummaging and creativity can't fix. Rye Crumble Bars by Saturday. Keep me honest, people.
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| Amen. |
'night :)
I've never heard of pizza farm but it might be worth the day trip! Those summer pictures are making me crave summer pretty hardcore! I'm sure you'll start to feel better when you're all done and in a yoga routine again!
ReplyDeleteI think you would love pizza farm! It is totally worth the trip- we usually send an 'advance guard' to order pizza and stake out a spot, and then the rest of us head out after work or whenever we can make it. Unfortunately they're only open on Tuesdays, so you kind of have to commit a full evening to it.
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