This morning I decided to tackle a perfect (sorely procrastinated but necessary) chore. The machsan (storage locker - located in the basement of the building - 2 flights down from our apartment) desperately needed to be reorganized. The goal of reorganizing was ultimately to make enough space for all of the boxes that have been filling up our mamad (safe room). Most of the boxes were actually the contents of my Pesach kitchen. It was not easy task to reorganize that small but very full storage room - especially while keeping an eye on Buzz. It got even harder when I eventually found space but needed to shlep all of the boxes down from the apartment. At first Buzz complied and followed me happily but after four trips he had a meltdown. My solution was to sling him up on my back and get the job done. And so I finally officially took my new Tula Toddler for it's first ride. With Buzz on my back and my arms full of boxes we made the final 5 trips. Buzz would hit the lightswitch for the hallway then grab the door-handle to the apartment and pull it closed behind us on the way out. After 3 hours the machsan was neat and packed and it was time to work on the mamad. A huge garbage bag, another 3 hours of work, a lot of organizing, and finally the room was done. There was even space to unroll the rug. I was extremely proud of myself and Buzz even gave me a round of applause.
We dropped off our groceries at home then proceeded to The FamBily House where dinner prep got underway. Timmy (and Phil) cooked up a delicious feast. We grilled on the indoor grill to avoid any mid-prep interruptions by siren (it seemed like the wise thing to do...) Finally it was mealtime and nobody left the table hungry. Even clean-up was a group effort (although I wasn't part of that group...)