The House is Hungover

I always put my jammies in a certain corner of the bathroom floor. I have my coffee upstairs in the morning while I blog. Josh’s feet hang off the end of the bed, which barely fits in our bedroom, so I’ve gotten in the habit of pinching his toes as I walk around the corner. This morning I can’t stop noticing all these things. Now that the festivities are over (that blog post will come later, with photos [thank you, Kari]), our home has that hungover feeling: a messy, quiet, where’s-the-coffee stupor. It feels too big in here without our guests, and the dog is depressed–wandering around in search of Bob and their morning walk. There isn’t a lot left to do now before we move, except pack. Some of our friends from med school have already left. Today, I begin training my replacement at work. Everything is winding down.

And while I love thinking about how to organize the biggest closet we’ve ever had in our future bathroom, and even though I know my jammies will again find a corner on the bathroom floor, I’m really going to miss the little habits and comforts we’ve created here. That’s all.

Published by jody sparks

Jody Sparks Mugele spent her first career in marketing writing and leading teams of writers and editors. After her son came out as transgender in 2015, she dedicated herself to advocating for the rights of the LGBTQ+ community. For two years, she led the Indianapolis regional chapter of PFLAG, a nationally renowned LGBTQ+ advocacy group. She has given many conference talks about parenting trans kids, healthcare in the trans community, and suicidality among LGBTQ+ youth. And with GenderNexus, an Indianapolis-based advocacy organization, she created programming and led support groups to work with parents to help their children through all aspects of gender transition. She recently moved to Northeast Georgia where she is excited to develop opportunities to continue to strongly and proudly advocate for LGBTQ+ members of our society. She also LOVES kitschy Christmas crafting!

9 thoughts on “The House is Hungover

  1. As I clutch my coffee and listen to my kid’s barking cough (is it croup? allergies? burgeoning asthma?) and try once again to call our realtor and lawyer to see if our house deal really has fallen apart, I sympathize. I keep waiting for normal to come. But maybe this is normal.

    1. Thank you, Caitlin. I was just telling Josh that we’re just not the kind of people that make decisions the normal way. I hope your kiddos feel better and your home sells soon.

  2. Gulp. Reality is hitting here. But I know once you’ve made the move and establish your routines in your new home, it’ll all be okay. Even if I’m sitting at my computer here missing you while I read your blogs. The next two weeks will be the hardest.

    Loved your pictures on Facebook.

    1. I’ve been thinking about you guys … normal (and home) is only what you make it. Each move and stretch will make your family and home stronger.

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