It's been a week. Oops. But in fairness to me, it's been a crazy busy week. I've been organizing(a lot) and packing(a little) and cleaning and cleaning and cleaning. Hubby left on Thursday. He should be at his new office at this very moment, starting his new job.
And I'm stuck with all the real work. Oh, and my air conditioner died. In Texas. In July. With three kids. And a buttload of work to do. At this moment, I am sitting in front of a giant fan that I bought yesterday on the way to church, and trying not to sweat too much. My neighbor's air conditioner guy is on his way, and I don't want to greet him at the door drenched in sweat...even though it might make him sympathetic so that he'll charge me less...
Anyway, back to the update on what I've been doing(besides sweating). On Saturday, some guys from the local thrift shop(love that thrift shop, and really really going to miss it) came by to pick up some large furniture that I couldn't bring to them. They left with a large dresser with a mirror, a chest of drawers, three bedside tables, a queen-size mattress set, an entertainment center, a glider-rocker and a wingback chair. Whew.
After that, I was able to get one room upstairs completely emptied, vacuumed, shampooed, and the walls touched up. And now I'm organizing stuff in that nice clean room. Anything that we're going to need right away when we move(and that isn't enormous furniture) is going in there. Most of our stuff is going to be stored in South Dakota until the house is finished. We're not going to need much while we stay with Hubby's dad. Or at least that's what I thought...that room is getting filled up quickly. Anyway, I'm putting that stuff in there so it won't get packed in with the to-be-stored stuff. In theory, it sounds like it'll work. We'll see how well it works in reality.
Counting today, there are 12 days before the movers arrive. Damn. I better get back to work.
Editing to add: The AC guy came, saw and conquered. $165 later, I have a working air conditioner! It's cooled down to 80 in my house, and it feels much better!
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