What I learned from living in a hotel for 6 weeks

So. Here we are 6 weeks later. We have been in Chile for SIX WEEKS. Seems long. We are finally getting out of the hotel. FINALLY. We sign for the apartment tomorrow and move in Friday. Let me tell you. People think "ooo hotel living. How fun and easy, its like a vacation". Those people must not be parents. Hotel living with a 3 year old is the opposite of a vacation. But I did learn a few things (good and bad). 

1. I am semi-claustrophobic. I didnt know this about myself. Living in a child's sized shoe box with 2 people really got to me. I had no space. I longed for wide, open spaces like the kind you might find in a house. With separate rooms. I wanted to dance like this in a kitchen. 

Sadly, it wasnt happening. And dont get me wrong, I love my two people a ton but their constant close-ness was irritating at best. Turns out I really like to be alone. I've been grumpy, as my 3 year old pointed out. Ouch. I need an attitude adjustment, ahem.   

2. Ah the constant close-ness. Got old quick. I dont think this one needs any more explanation. I would like my own room at the apartment please, you two figure it out. 

3. I really like cooking and cleaning. Now hold on a minute. I know what you are thinking. But heres the thing. When you cannot cook or clean or do anything productive it starts to feel weird. Turns out (even though I complain) I really enjoy preparing meals for my family and I like maintaining a house hold. Maybe I should have been born in the 50's. 

4. Breakfast. OK this one seems easy. But in a hotel you have to get dressed, go up 11 stories, get a table and sit down. And the very minute you get the little person set up with food and flag down the coffee guy for a "cafe con leche", inevitably the little person will say something like "I need more juice" or "I need to go potty". And this is all before you have had ONE sip of coffee. I just want to drink coffee in my pjs where the little person can skip off to the bathroom alone to peepee. Is that really asking so much?

5. Last but not least. I learned that starting my day intentionally is important. I like to get up an hour or so before Curly girl does. I can have coffee, watch some news, get a good start on the day and make a plan. In the hotel I start my day reacting. Meaning, I get up when she does so I dont wake her. So I start off my day reacting to what she is doing. Me no likey. 
take aways:
Personal space is good.