Momma needs to wine!

My husband is seriously the most sweet man ever. When we pulled into our very narrow, half a car driveway & opened the garage I could tell he's been hard at work unpacking the house. There were boxes and totes, that, no lie, were stacked to the ceiling of this very oddly shaped garage. When we walked in, it was a home. All the furniture was set up, beds made, and necessary things unpacked. He really did work super hard. I put the boys to bed and was right behind them. The next morning, our son came running into our room, "Momma! There are mountains here! Come look out my window!" I went with him to his room and looked out. Yes, there are mountains here in California, no, we do not live by them. He was pointing at a huge hill across the street. Remember, we are from the Midwest; our land is as flat as our chests were in middle school. I didn't argue with him, I didn't want to empty his cup as it was currently overflowing with joy! David had to go to work and I was to start life as a stay at home mom for the first time in my life. When we had our first son, I went back to work 5 weeks later. With our second and this huge move, I decided to give myself the summer to find a new job. So, I began my stay at home duties. I decided to start unpacking our suitcases. Have you ever noticed them when unpacking or trying to put things together you only make a bigger mess? Therefore, it looks as though you've gotten nothing done? I swear I was able to get lots done, you just couldn't tell. *insert wide eyed emoji* David came home and brought with him some wine. Wine! I haven't had wine since I found out I was pregnant! Wine! Yes, please! Now, I am too old to flirt with a hang over, so I took it super easy. Oh, it was good and well deserved. I didn't realize just how worn out I was!