Currently in boxes I haven't located yet: my printer cables (have the printer, just not the power and usb cords) and guest room comforter. I did find the sewing machine cords and guinea pig food.
First impressions of Guitar Hero Aerosmith
: I didn't care much for the first set of songs but the second set looks promising. Haven't played any further yet though.Other than that... It's Monday and I have like five hundred things to do before July 1st. (Tomorrow, eek!) 43 more days until the kids go back to school but who's counting? hehe
As hard as it is to believe I've found a few things that I miss about Maryland.
I miss the Staples next to Target next to the grocery store in Maryland. My new Indiana Target is a stand alone building here and Staples is miles away. I've always really hated the idea of driving from one parking lot to another all day long so I miss that Maryland shopping plaza.
I miss being a hop, skip, and a jump away from Washington DC. We probably made a dozen trips into the city and it's kinda cool hanging out in a world known city. Cause as much as I love Indiana, I'm not sure anyone beyond the USA borders knows about it. This "miss" hit me the other day when I was listening to National Treasure 2 (the kids were watching it in the van while I was driving, hence I was only able to listen). The characters were in the Library of Congress and I thought, oh we should go see that! And then I realized instead of being 45 minutes away, DC is now 10 hours away. Hmm, guess we won't be popping in there over the weekend then. Greg also pointed out we never saw a show at the Kennedy Center. I blame his travel schedule. He blames my inability to pick up the phone and schedule a babysitter.
Quote of the Day: "Home is where you can say anything you like cause nobody listens to you anyway." -Author Unknown
Still teetering on being overwhelmed.
If I hadn't mentioned it before, my darling wonderful husband had the garage floor epoxied. The day we moved in. Which meant all the garage items (shelves, camping gear, his tools, work bench, etc) couldn't go into the garage for at least 2 days. So the movers placed all that stuff in the dining room and front room. (What's that room called anyways? Living room? Parlor? Stupid little room that isn't good for much?)
Anyway it's safe to put the stuff in the garage now and unfortunately I'm without the 4 burly guys who packed and moved all this stuff in the first place (i.e. the boxes are a lot heavier than I would have packed them myself). Course it's starting to drive me nuts that this stuff is in the dining room and stupid little room so I'm trying to move it all out in the garage by myself.
But lately I seem to have the attention span of a gnat so I quit moving boxes and unpacked a few. But didn't quite put everything away since we needed to go grocery shopping. And when we returned home, I needed to make a meal for the kids and then I realized I should sew and oh, I should water my tomato plants (3 for $6 at Whole Foods, woot!)
Overwhelmed and scatterbrained do not go well together.
While I'm completely not doing what I'm suppose to do, a few random blog questions I will answer (and Yoda like, I want to talk):
The house: I do not take any credit for the paint or furniture. I just do what my designer says to do or buy (my father-in-law by the way, he's awesome). The kitchen is "Yogurt" but the color name is from an old paint deck so I don't recommend just asking for "Yogurt". In our Ohio house, we had something similar called "Winter Wheat." Your best bet would be to ask for the generic designer's beige and paint a swatch on the wall and see how it does in your lighting. (Too pink will look fleshtone, too brown will look tan, too yellow will look well, yellow) The paint itself is Lowes Valspar Signature Series in eggshell. I don't like flat paint (shows everything, doesn't scrub well) and I spent the extra bucks for one coat coverage. And it's truly one coat, I would have painted 2 if necessary but one worked perfectly. (Then again I did prime everything too.)
The archives: I have the archives set up goofy (i.e. not correctly) so I have to manually move the files around and type in the codes for you to be able to see them. Obviously it's a monthly To Do list type thing that I don't quite get around to monthly.
The drivers license: I will go back when I don't have the kids with me. There are a few neighborhood girls who have offered to babysit and I will either do that or wait for Greg to return home. I'm not so upset about it now and your comments really helped me feel like less of a doofus head.
And with that I need to go clean/unpack/move boxes/sew/cook/water plants/run errands/hide in a corner knitting socks...
I flunked my Indiana written drivers test this morning.
As the "follow the rules, straight A student, perfectionist" type, you have no idea how freaking upset I am right now.
Technically I didn't flunk. I filled in the correct answers in the wrong circles. You see I didn't realize I was going to be taking a test this morning when I took the 4 kids (Zach's at Boy Scout camp with Greg in Maryland) into the BMV. Going along with my usual "follow the rules, straight A student, perfectionist" type, I made sure to have my passport, birth certificate, social security card, current license, and proof of residency (which considering none of the bills are usually in my name, this was no small feat). I figured I could keep the kids entertained long enough to smile for the camera and answer some questions.
Instead I got hit with a 50 question multiple choice test. The test was printed loose leaf front and back and then there was a separate answer sheet to fill in the circles. So after about 5 minutes my kids started throwing their Webkins at each other like footballs and Kelly was running on the seat cushions down a roll of chairs. After getting them settled down, I returned to the test and was so frazzled I didn't notice one test sheet was flipped. I was near the end too and just ready to be done and I screwed up the remaining answers. Cause for goodness sake, who gets the "Pedestrian Crossing" sign wrong? I felt like such a complete idiot when I was told I didn't pass and she showed me the test and I saw how I had screwed up. That on top of being embarrassed by my kids' terrible rotten behavior.
And all I wanted to do today was get my freaking drivers license so we could go to the library and check out some books.
Instead I burst into tears as soon as we were out of the BMV and the kids have never been so quiet on the drive home.
As much as I'd like to mope around the house (I never flunk anything! Well except that one test in organic chemistry in college but everyone failed it) I need to suck it up and go back out to buy groceries and stop by the post office.
I know one of these days I will look back at this and laugh but right now with all the other random stresses in my life, all I can do is cry.
I feel like I'm in some sort of weird time warp where the day just flies by (except for those 30 minutes when I'm trying to grocery shop with 5 kids bickering and whining) and "nothing" is ever done. But wait! The kitchen is done! Only not really because we're buying a new table and chair set and I really want some bar stools for the island...
I'm keeping 3M in business with my blue tape obsession:
Primed and ready for paint:
Another angle:
And ta da! Finished! (The half wall is the family room color and the kitchen is a shade lighter.)
This week's posts may just end up being pictures as I'm still perfecting the "run around like a chicken with its head cut off" routine.
Quick update: The family room, my sewing room, and kitchen are all painted. However the boxes are still not any more unpacked than last week. My brother stayed over Saturday night and we saw my sister-in-law's new house in Ohio on Sunday. And the kids are driving me nutty... (What else is new?)
Here are the family room before and after pictures. You'll have to excuse the fact that they weren't taken in *exactly* the same place. I was keeping Kyle and Kelly out of the "after" picture while trying not to think too hard about the million and two item long To Do list I still have. I really want to just do the laundry and call it a day but I don't thing I'm going to be able to get away with that.
See the circle pattern chair on the right? That's where I really want to be instead of scrubbing toilets... (Item #4 on the million and two item long To Do list.) And maybe I should add "learn how to take better pictures" to the list too.
The two items I need to locate today: the power cord with foot pedal for the sewing machine (ack!) and a box of guinea pig food to give away.
Yesterday I alternated between periods of unpacking and being very overwhelmed. I think I cleared out 8 boxes and moved a few into storage or the garage. I also took apart and moved two tables and ran some errands (much to the dismay of the children).
Today we're going grocery shopping and to buy paint. Over the weekend I'm going to prime and paint the family room and my craft room (you'll see why when I post before and after pictures next week). The new furniture for the family room arrives Monday morning so I definitely need to finish it. I also know the paint color for the kitchen but I'm not in as big of a rush to do it. It'll depend on how many times the kids demand to go to the pool. Too bad Greg's at UNC (MBA program) or I'd send him. Oh right, he still has a job too (he now works from home when he's home).
Is it Friday? Oh it is! Happy Friday to all you 9 to 5'ers!
Oy... I don't think I've stopped moving (as in "motion") for 4 days straight now. Wait, is it Tuesday or Wednesday? Make that 5 days. Whatever, it's been a bit busy here.
The kids and I arrived at the new house late Friday night (first thought: OMG, it's huge! lol). The movers arrived Saturday morning. And it was a mess of confusion because Greg had the garage floor epoxied that morning which meant we couldn't put anything on it for 2 days. (I grumbled a lot about this...) All the garage stuff ended up in the dining room, my craft room/office, and foyer. Then we had lots of family and friends over Saturday through Tuesday.
Today I drove to my childhood hometown (two hours one way) so the kids could go to a day long Vacation Bible School at my old church (my mom was helping out and registered them). Oh and ate lunch with my sister and brother-in-law and saw their new apartment. Which reminds me I still haven't seen my other sister and her husband's new apartment either. There are not enough hours in the freaking day...
So basically any boxes that did not get unpacked on Saturday as we were trying to find the basics have still not been unpacked. Although we did put some stuff in the garage on Tuesday. I hope to work on this more over the weekend but my sister-in-law bought a house (yay!) and we're going to Ohio on Sunday to see her and my in-laws. There doesn't seem to be enough days in the week now either...
I'm really thrilled to be here (really!), just very tired and overwhelmed at how much I need to do, buy, paint, unpack, find, put away, and... Where's sleep fit into this all again? So updating here may still be a bit spotty for another week or two (or until school starts, ha) until I get everyone back into the swing of things.
In Indiana! Will update more later!
So honestly I don't mean to brag but the week has gone pretty well. Sure there's been some shoeing of kids out of rooms so I can clean and the constant reminders "food in the kitchen, I just cleaned the carpet" and "don't touch the walls, I just painted" but overall not bad.
And then Thursday night, the shit hit the fan...
It started out innocently enough, after their "half day of school" (aka 3 hours) I took the kids to see Kung Fu Panda since we had movie passes to a local theatre. After almost passing out at the price of a medium popcorn and drink ($11!), we settled into a mostly empty theatre and enjoyed the movie. So far so good.
The timing of the movie wasn't great though because we were out at 4:30pm, too early for dinner, too late to go home and then go out to dinner again (especially since the restaurant I promised them one more meal at was right next to the theatre and 20 minutes from home). I had picked that movie time because a realtor had scheduled a 2:30-4:30 showing of the house. Whatever, I had a few things to pick up at Target so we went there. The Little Two needed new boosters seats, all my clothes were accidentally packed (or I thought I had more in the dirty laundry, whichever) so I planned to pick up a new shirt, and so forth.
And then it went all downhill. We left Target without a single thing because Kelly and Kyle got into it with each other in the car seat aisle while Zach started mouthing off about something and then the twins began bickering and grrr...
So we also went home without going out to dinner. And of course, the 4th day without their stuff (although if you start counting from last Friday when the packing began, 6th day) was beginning to make them grumpy. I tried my best to ignore them and pack up the remaining stuff. Except Kelly's voice was now only high pitched screeching and Kyle felt like yelling "you hate me" every five minutes because I didn't buy him the new booster seat at Target that he didn't want in the first place. Zach and the twins began fighting over my laptop and on the phone, Greg was reminding me of all the annoying crap I still needed to do.
Somehow I made it through all that after sending them upstairs to watch the TV I had kept. I made dinner, served myself, and hid in my room. For all of 5 minutes when the doorbell rang and the kids yelled for me.
Remember the 2:30-4:30pm showing? They showed up at 6pm. The kids had let them in the house and they were already wandering around as I was sputtering, "No, there's no showing right now!" Don't get me wrong, I love cultural diversity but I don't think they really understood me trying to kick them out as the realtor guy kept bowing and handing me his business card. Stupid language barrier.
Oy, whatever, look at the freaking house. Why can't they wait one day? The kids went outside until the family was finished and then the kids resumed their fighting inside again. To which I announced bath and bedtime at 7pm. With lots of screaming on my part. And threatening to sell them to the gypsies. And drive to Indiana by myself. Proud mommy moment there.
But wait, it gets better! The 2:30-4:30 then 6pm showing people? Came back at 7:15pm. While I had kids in the showers. Seriously at this point, I was so long gone, you could have tromped a circus through here (but eat in the kitchen and don't touch the walls) and I wouldn't have cared. Want to see the house? Make yourselves at home! Who needs showing times anyways?
And of course bedtime was not easy either. No one wanted to sleep with Kelly because she snores so she wanted to sleep with me only I couldn't go to bed at 8pm (cause those two little things I needed to do, the floor mopping and fridge cleaning? Weren't done yet). And then Kyle was farting on the twin's sleeping bags and somehow Zach ended up with the pink sleeping bag (the horrors!) and Emily "accidentally" stepped on Ally and Ally began screaming bloody murder and...
I blew the house up. No, not really. I put Zach in another room with my quilt, put Emily in yet another room, Kelly in my room on the air mattress, leaving Ally and Kyle to duke it out in the original room, and went downstairs to knit a sock.
As of 11:35 Thursday night, the basement vinyl is still not completely mopped, the fridge is mostly empty and I'm not positive all the stuff left inside the house is going to fit in the van. Well it might all fit if I leave 5 children behind.
Next time we move? I'm hiring someone to take the kids with the stuff. I think they will each fit in a size 3 box...
This week has been all about moving.
Well duh, you say. But I mean me moving stuff all around the house. First it was moving stuff into a corner that I didn't want packed and put on the truck. Then it was moving stuff from upstairs to downstairs so I could paint and clean carpets. And then bring stuff up from the basement so I could mop the vinyl floor. And then I had to move the stuff out of the kitchen and bathrooms for the maids. And then finally move stuff out of the dining and family rooms so I could paint and clean those carpets. Somewhere along the line I also did some rearranging in the garage to sweep it out.
You'd think everything would be nice and compacted in one space now but I still have the 5 kids running around here so there's stuff already spread out in the kitchen, bathrooms, bedrooms, garage, and family room again. *sigh*
The good news is today's cleaning list is to mop a little bit of the basement floor (kinda got tired of lugging the mop and bucket upstairs for water changes) and empty & wipe out the refrigerator. Oh and gather and pack all the remaining stuff...
Do you think after all this moving I can get a pass at the new house that allows me to sit in a chair and knit socks instead of moving more stuff around?
Yeah I didn't think so either...
Well duh, you say. But I mean me moving stuff all around the house. First it was moving stuff into a corner that I didn't want packed and put on the truck. Then it was moving stuff from upstairs to downstairs so I could paint and clean carpets. And then bring stuff up from the basement so I could mop the vinyl floor. And then I had to move the stuff out of the kitchen and bathrooms for the maids. And then finally move stuff out of the dining and family rooms so I could paint and clean those carpets. Somewhere along the line I also did some rearranging in the garage to sweep it out.
You'd think everything would be nice and compacted in one space now but I still have the 5 kids running around here so there's stuff already spread out in the kitchen, bathrooms, bedrooms, garage, and family room again. *sigh*
The good news is today's cleaning list is to mop a little bit of the basement floor (kinda got tired of lugging the mop and bucket upstairs for water changes) and empty & wipe out the refrigerator. Oh and gather and pack all the remaining stuff...
Do you think after all this moving I can get a pass at the new house that allows me to sit in a chair and knit socks instead of moving more stuff around?
Yeah I didn't think so either...
Edit: Blogger didn't like me this morning so that's why this post is now showing up 12 hours after its time stamp. C'est la vie.
Guess who forgot to keep old clothes to paint in?
Guess who needs to go buy new yoga pants? (Not so worried about the white t-shirt I ruined.)
Guess who can no longer count to 5? (I have 4 sleeping bags and 4 folding camp chairs, what the...)
Today's mantra is 2 more days.
Right now I need to clean out the bathrooms and kitchen so the maid can clean (I'm totally ignoring the irony there). My dream has finally come true, a maid! Well, for 2 hours but whatever.
And along the same lines of rambling wondering, why did I keep all my sewing stuff when I have an entire house of carpet to steam clean, walls to paint, basement vinyl to scrub and 5 children running around (minus the 3 hours in the morning they call "half day of school")? Although after my bang up job on the sleeping bags and chairs, I'm wondering which child I subconsciously no longer count? After I pack up the bathrooms and kitchen this morning, I'm boxing all the sewing stuff up because I know I'm not going to get a chance to do anything with it in the next 48 hours.
Guess who would rather be knitting socks right now?
The view from my front door:
I'm not doing so well this morning. I think having random people in the house for 4 days is wearing on me. Remind me not to do any huge home remodeling projects that involve hired help (ie. not DIY) any time soon.
And also? The kids have completely lost their ability to hear me. It was a so-so skill in the first place but I'm really tired of repeating myself. Zach's book was packed because he didn't hear me say no less than 5 times "put anything you want to keep this week in this box." I had a box in each of the kids' rooms that they had to trip over to exit their rooms so it wasn't like the box was hidden in the back of the linen closet or anything. This morning the twins didn't hear me say 4 times "please put your sleeping bags and pjs in the dining room." Granted in the 3 years we've lived here they've never exactly known which room was the dining room (seriously I wish I was making this up, I'd say "put that on the dining room table" and they'd say "where's the dining room?") so maybe I shouldn't be too hard on them.
Today's the last day of loading, they have the kids' bunk beds, my bed, treadmill, the kitchen table, and a few things left in the basement to put on the truck. They should be out of here within the hour and then I have to clean. Actually I should go to Kyle's kindergarten picnic seeing I'm the room mom but someone else took this day over since I knew I probably wouldn't be able to make it. Occasionally I remember to say "no" and not overextend myself. We'll just ignore the fact that somehow I'm helping at two class picnics at the same time on Friday.
And the
The dining room this morning:
The family room after the sofa and Greg's recliner were moved out:
My kitchen right now (3pm):
The other end of this move has to be easier, right?
We're hanging in there...
The truck guys are here today to do some "organizing" before they load the truck on Tuesday. So far they've stuck little red stickers on everything (anyone want to take bets on how many the kids remove?) and padded/plastic wrapped the family room furniture. weeee....
I have to tell you that not being able to function normally is kinda getting to me. I don't usually do well with change even if it's something I'm excited about (new house! Indiana! craft room!). And living with boxes that I'm can't unpack is very weird. (Although I had to get into one of them for some fusible interfacing for BKD, lol.)
Want some pictures? This is before the truck guys arrived, I'll try to take some more of the padded/plastic wrapped stuff later.
This is the view from my desk:
And our garage:
And the basement (aka "kids' toy room")
The trickiest part is I'm kinda at a loss at what to do while this is all going on. I have my BKD stuff tucked away so it doesn't accidentally get packed. I can't clean (at least that's what I'm telling myself, lol). I guess my job is to make sure the kids don't remove any red stickers. Now I remember why we scheduled the boxing for while the kids were in school. They are EVERYWHERE and keep getting underfoot. I'm tempted to borrow a bunch of packing tape and stick them to the walls.
Ah ha! I will knit another sock! I hope they didn't pack all of my yarn yet...
Update on my earlier post...
The movers are here and are very nice. And I don't know why I was worried about them having to leave at 2pm. They were like, "Leave at 2pm on a Friday? Not a problem!" lol Also the guy who estimated our house for packing way overestimated so the movers here think they will be able to finish everything except the kitchen and bedrooms (my request) today and then just need an hour or two on Monday. Whew...
As for the socks, 3 down, 1 to go (these two pairs are going to the twins).
This is me trying not to be completely overwhelmed.
The movers are scheduled to start between 8:30 to 10am today (nice window...) And from there I think it will be all downhill. And not necessarily in a good way.
Issue #1: I need to kick them out by 2pm because I have to take Zach to the airport again for another round of hockey try-outs. (We actually aren't leaving exactly at 2pm, I'm giving myself a little leeway time and this is relevant to Issue #2.) There is no way I'm leaving our teenage babysitter and my kids in the house with the movers. I'm sure they'll all be lovely and upstanding citizens but the potential disaster is too great so out they go at 2pm.
Issue #2: A realtor wants to show the house from 1 to 3pm. I told the listing agent that I'm okay with it if they are okay with me being in the house along with the movers. I can't exactly kick the movers out yet another hour early especially since they may only get in 4 hours of packing as is. I didn't exactly get a yes or no from the agent on that so we'll see.
Issue #3: Blue Kitty Designs. I kinda hate to lose the revenue for a week but I also don't think I can handle the stress of getting out orders in a timely fashion. Currently I plan to "close" (temporarily remove the listings from Etsy) for a week or two but we'll see how it goes after the movers are in and out. I also have the Stitches Midwest show that I can't afford to lose a week of sewing time either. So at the moment I'm keeping most of the fabric and notions as well as the sewing machine and already sewn products with me (and iron and ironing board, the list is a bit longer than I like actually). Good thing I drive a 12 passenger van, huh?
Issue #4: I think there was another issue but my brain is leaking out of my ear now so I think I'll go knit a sock instead. (Knitting a sock for me equals keeping my sanity slightly intact.)
Hope you are having a less stressful Friday!
The movers are scheduled to start between 8:30 to 10am today (nice window...) And from there I think it will be all downhill. And not necessarily in a good way.
Issue #1: I need to kick them out by 2pm because I have to take Zach to the airport again for another round of hockey try-outs. (We actually aren't leaving exactly at 2pm, I'm giving myself a little leeway time and this is relevant to Issue #2.) There is no way I'm leaving our teenage babysitter and my kids in the house with the movers. I'm sure they'll all be lovely and upstanding citizens but the potential disaster is too great so out they go at 2pm.
Issue #2: A realtor wants to show the house from 1 to 3pm. I told the listing agent that I'm okay with it if they are okay with me being in the house along with the movers. I can't exactly kick the movers out yet another hour early especially since they may only get in 4 hours of packing as is. I didn't exactly get a yes or no from the agent on that so we'll see.
Issue #3: Blue Kitty Designs. I kinda hate to lose the revenue for a week but I also don't think I can handle the stress of getting out orders in a timely fashion. Currently I plan to "close" (temporarily remove the listings from Etsy) for a week or two but we'll see how it goes after the movers are in and out. I also have the Stitches Midwest show that I can't afford to lose a week of sewing time either. So at the moment I'm keeping most of the fabric and notions as well as the sewing machine and already sewn products with me (and iron and ironing board, the list is a bit longer than I like actually). Good thing I drive a 12 passenger van, huh?
Issue #4: I think there was another issue but my brain is leaking out of my ear now so I think I'll go knit a sock instead. (Knitting a sock for me equals keeping my sanity slightly intact.)
Hope you are having a less stressful Friday!
As if time wasn't moving slowly enough, our power was out yesterday afternoon for more than 3 hours. There's nothing like a house full of kids annoyed by the fact there's no lights, WebKinz, or Nickelodeon. In order not to give into the urge to send them out in the thunderstorm with golf clubs, I hid with a battery powered lantern and began knitting a sock.
But what I really wanted to talk about is tomorrow the movers are coming here to start packing our stuff. The plan is they pack tomorrow and Monday, load the truck on Tuesday, and then they drive our stuff out to be delivered on Friday (or Saturday). On Friday afternoon at exactly 12:23, the kids and I are driving to Indiana. Or maybe 12:28 if I give them a quick potty break after getting off the bus.
The thing is we've never had professional movers pack for us. And being the semi-control freak that I am, this is really bugging me. I have a list of items they are not suppose to pack (some because I need them still like the vacuum cleaner & towels and others that are too sentimental like my grandmother's miniature tea set & sewing machine.) I don't like not knowing what to expect, anyone have some insights? Should I stay out of the way or sort of supervise? What's the best way to keep my "don't-pack" items from being packed?
Oh and in case you didn't notice, the kids and I will be without furniture for 4 days. I'm trying not to think about that too much. I imagine it's going to kinda be like yesterday's power outage... (Kinda crazy and a bit annoying.)
This week is moving soooo sloooow. In fact I've been awake for an hour and it seems like 10. That may also be because the kids are making me yell at them every two seconds. Stop running around the house! Stop kicking your sister! Stop screaming! Stop fighting with your brother! Stop making a mess! Rinse, repeat.
In five minutes I'm yelling "Go to school!"
Oh look, only 3 minutes have passed since I started this and it felt like 30.
Soooo sloooow...
So tired...
Greg kept me awake way too late last night (get your mind out of the gutter) talking about house stuff. I'm only so much help seeing as I've never been in it... For those who have, is there a linen closet for the kids' bathroom upstairs? Greg can't remember.
And after he finally shut up and quit turning on the lights to jot down one more note at... (I don't know, I refused to look at the clock at this point but Greg mumbled "two") Emily and Ally woke me up in a panic at 4am. I seriously thought the house was burning down by the way they were screaming. The actual problem? A bee in the basement. Only in the morning Em corrected herself and said it was a beetle in the basement. While I didn't get up at 4am to kill it as Emily hysterically demanded (and woke me up again twice about half an hour apart to ask if I had), I did look this morning and I didn't see any bugs at all (usually there's a least a spider down there). The reason Emily was up at 4am (I'm not sure how Ally got drug along in this) was to see what was on TV. Grrrr... Kyle may be a handful but Emily is going to be the one who sends me to the insane asylum.
Tired and grumpy. What a great mood to have while doing crap like scrubbing scuff marks off the wall and changing out mini-blinds.
I hate waiting. I hate surprises. So yeah, the fact that I have a new wonderful house in Indiana (with a craft room for me! five minutes from my sister and best friend!) that I haven't seen in person and can't move into for about two weeks is killing me.
All the excitement from moving to Indiana has been replaced by... resentment? frustration? wanting.to.move.right.this.nanosecond.and.why.am.I.still.in.Maryland? I think that feeling may be called "impatience" though.
I also have to get through all this little crappy stuff over the next several days. The movers start packing this Friday. I have a million and two stupid things to do to this house plus a few big ones. And there's nothing more frustrating than a rotten To Do list for a house you are no longer going to live in when I'd really rather be doing all that stuff in my new house. "Getting the security deposit back", yeah yeah, I know.
Basically I'm grumpy. I may remain grumpy until Friday, June 13th at 12:25pm when we leave this house. You've been forewarned. This is going to be the longest 11 days ever.
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