A Christmas Surprise!

If I woke up tomorrow with my head sewn to the carpet, I wouldn’t be anymore surprised than I am right now.

— Clark W. Griswold.

If you know me or if you read my December Confessions post last week, you know that my biggest upset of 2015 is probably the fact that we will not be “home for the holidays.” We started packing up our home in January - and 12 months later, while we are closer to having our new home, we still aren’t there. I sincerely thought the stars would align, the hammers would hammer, the walls would go up and some how, by the grace of God, we would be home by Christmas.

Unfortunately, we aren’t. And I have been really struggling with a dark cloud of depression because of it. My husband spends every moment he isn’t at work, working on something at our house. So when he spent this entire last weekend out there, it wasn’t a surprise. But when he called and asked me to drive 35 minutes, in the cold, to bring him a random tool that he had forgotten… I was a little not-thrilled.

When I arrived, he told me he wanted me to see what he had been working on in the room over the garage. I didn’t think anything of it because he had been putting insulation walls up in there all weekend. So I pregnantly wobbled up the unfinished stairwell and saw this:

He had the room set up with two little chairs, a blanket, a themos of hot chocolate, a heater, a christmas tree and our television (from the storage unit) with my favorite movie Christmas Vacation playing!

Seriously. Be still my heart.

Being 25 weeks pregnant, once we sat down to start watching, of course I got hungry. And without skipping a beat, in fear of ruining this party, I recommended we order pizza! “Can you order pizza to a house under construction?” was his immediate question… I decided, why not?! So we did! And we ate it straight out of the boxes. And it was delicious, in all of it’s non-paleo, gluten free glory!

After almost an entire movie of reciting the lines out loud together, laughing at Cousin Eddie and having the dogs hassle around the entire time… Olivia finally settled down in the last 3 minutes of the flick.

And of course we had to snap a selfie to remember this moment… Our first Christmas memory in our new home! All bundled up in our cold, dark, drafty house. No makeup. No napkins for greasy hands. No dog food. But tons of happiness and love.

Way to score some husband points Michael! It takes A LOT to surprise a planner like me. It was such a great reminder that despite a year of transition, ups and downs, extreme hormones and lots of tears, I really am one lucky girl. Merry Christmas everyone!