I... I am having a yard sale this Thursday and Friday. I don't really know why. Apparently I harbor latent masochistic tendencies. And then Friday night, after closing up shop in the driveway, we are going out of town (three hours away) to visit Jim's family for the weekend. And Jim's still got a week and a half of soccer camp (two hours in the morning, two hours in the evening.) But! The den is coming along. We're craning our necks and shielding our eyes, squinting at the ever-more-discernible vision of "finished" that is glowing tantalizingly there on the horizon.
I guess that's all. It doesn't sound THAT rough, written out. I don't know why I feel so disorganized and unravelled right now. I think, sadly, that I'm just kind of an uptight, stick-up-her-arse kind of person when it comes to tidiness and organization, and it just rocks me to my core to have the house in upheaval for weeks at a time like this. My inner voice of serenity (..."to accept the things I cannot change!") is telling me to embrace the chaos and just roll with it, but it's going on four weeks now and I am no more tolerant of the plaster dust than I was to begin with.
So, that's all, I guess. Oh! On Sunday I went to see one of my friends from school who lives about an hour from here, with NO KIDS and WITH another friend! (I mean, I went with no kids and with a friend, not that my friend lives with no kids and with another friend...) I spent HOURS eating and shopping and going to a movie and admiring my friend's new house. It was the best day of my life. Or, you know, this month, anyways, for sure.
Why yes, I do have my hands full, thanks for noticing.
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10 comments:
Good luck!
I know what you mean about the upheaval. That is how I feel about moving. . . I like things in their places and moving is everything not in its place!
Hope your trip is fun. I'm sure it will be nice getting out of the construction zone for at least a couple of days.
Every summer I think... this is the summer I am going to relax and take it easy. And it's never relaxing or easy. Humph.
This is exactly how I am with regards to pretty much any schedule change or state of semi-disorganization. I wish I could just relax.
Sounds like Sunday was fun!
You must tell us how the reunion went on Saturday!!!
Home improvement projects really do bring the stress. Luckily I can turn a bit of a blind eye to the unfinished-ness after awhile, but my husband cannot stand the transition periods, which leads to a lot of arguments in which I sound like a lazyass.
I think the garage sale sounds equal parts fun and horrible, but hopefully you'll make some quick cash and get rid of some stuff you don't need.
I would rather hold a yard sale a week for three months than ever remodel any part of our house again. Remodeling is the DEVIL.
Have fun on your trip!
Good luck with the yard sale. I hope you make lots of money!
I can understand that having your house in a disorder makes you feel like everything is like that. But it sounds like you guys are making consistent progress, and that's great. We have a bathroom that we started to remodel 3 (yes, three!) YEARS ago. It's still unfinished. I try not to complain, because the stuff that needs finished I can't do (otherwise I would have done it a long time ago). I'm REALLY hoping it gets done before Matt leaves for 2 whole weeks (to a 3rd world country) in October.
Good luck! I'm sure once preparations come along a bit more, you'll feel better and less disorganized.
Hang in there. I feel horribly twitchy and uneasy when my house is in chaos. I understand!
I dont' do yard sales because they involve getting up early and that's not something I believe in.
I live in chaos--just ask all the therapists that come trooping into my house past the piles of laundry, half-done art projects and other craziness. When I was scraping my dining room ceiling, however, that was a bit much.
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