I apologize to my fans for the lack of closure on the Yellowstone trip. I promise that I will get to it. Blogging has been shoved to the bottom of a very long list for the time being. I've continued to take pictures though, so once things calm down I'll try to catch up on our doings. I would post photos now, except that the computer on which the pics reside is currently out of commission. Not because of a hardware malfunction, but due to having been disassembled and moved out of the office to camp on my bedroom floor.
Right now, my every conscious moment is consumed with putting the house together after the flood. Friday a crew came to move furniture out of the family room and office to clear the way for the new laminate flooring for the basement to be installed on Monday. Yes, tomorrow! (July 9). Vinyl flooring for the torn up hall bathroom will also go in Monday. Carpet is scheduled to be installed in the living room and hall on Tuesday July 10. I am so excited. It is going to be beautiful. But a good sized chunk of my anticipation has nothing to do with the appearance of the affected rooms, and everything to do with getting an entertainment center and two large, heavy bookshelves OUT of the storage room, two desks, computers, and a filing cabinet OUT of Megan's bedroom, and stacks of books and other displaced items OUT of my bedroom.
Due to the congestion of "stuff" residing in my room, I rather violently stubbed my toe on a rogue computer case in the middle of the night last night, and although I tried to be quiet, my sobbings awakened my husband, who patted me and said, "I'm sorry", and then promptly fell back to sleep.
I am tired of not being able to find ANYTHING. I feel like the people at the end of the Book of Mormon, when their possessions became slippery. How did that prophecy go? "For ye shall lay down the scissors, and when ye come to use them again the next day, ye shall not find them, and great shall be the wailing and gnashing of teeth in thy house."
In other news, Karianne has been collecting donated household items from ward members in preparation for a fund-raiser yard sale to be held on July 14 (yes, this Saturday). So not only is my basement chaotic, but the kitchen and living room are occluded by plastic bags full of clothes that have been sorted and tagged, and piles of clothes awaiting the same. Thankfully Karianne finished the sorting of the clothes and now all that is left is to sort and tag the furniture and other items waiting in the garage. Happily for Karianne, she departs for girls' camp early Tuesday morning, so the remaining sorting and tagging will fall to her poor witless mother, who will be driven the rest of the way to insanity by Saturday morning.
One more week. One more week and then I'll be able to breathe again.
And how lucky am I that I don't have to see you in this fitful state! I wish I was available to come and help Karianne sort stuff though. That would be fun.
ReplyDeleteAubrynn helped me! That was entertaining. Specially cause we went through TONS of baby clothes and they were so cute! But then we had to go through tons of UGLY clothes from people who just dumped their unwanted crap into my open arms two weeks ago. Cheese louise people, I'm trying to raise funds, not create a free service for sorting through your junk and taking it to DI. I believe they are exploiting my need for cash.
ReplyDeleteAlso yes, Mom, having your house torn apart for like, what, a month? That would make for some stress. Also thank you for helping me with the yard sale.
ReplyDeleteWell, since you live on the funny farm, I'm not surprised at all by your insane desire to drive yourself crazy. Jumpin' Jehosephat, woman! I need a nap after reading your blog....
ReplyDeleteGoing on seven weeks, Karianne. I must say that I am impressed with how hard you worked on those clothes this week. Aubryn made that experience much more pleasant for both of us -- you because you had a cool person to do it with, and me because you had a cool person to do it with. :)
ReplyDeleteAlso it is pretty fun when you are tired of going through ugly things and you are going crazy! Lisa, I will help you tag the rest of the stuff while Karianne is at girls camp if you want! I don't have a life anyway since Karianne AND Christina will be gone!
ReplyDeleteAubrynn, you sweet girl. I may just have to take you up on that offer. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteSorry to hear about your insanity. It sounds almost as bad as moving. And you thought you would escape that trauma. I don't know if next week will really be that better with a ton of family coming to town. Good luck with everything and remember deep cleansing breaths.
ReplyDeleteGood luck with the sorting...i wish i could help but i am afraid that my troops would bring it to an all time high level of insanity. but if you need to get rid of a little girl let me know. i am also afraid i am not helping by snagging you for this weekend. i hope the week of the 23rd will give you the much deserved r&r. call if you need me. : )
ReplyDeleteOh Lisa! So sorry to hear. I am sure by now that all is back in order in your life -- if all the contractors stayed on schedule. :) Wish we could have been here to help with something. :)
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