..I think perhaps I'll never finish.
The awfulness of it is that I am not only not moving yet, I haven't even called the realtor. Every time I turn around something else needs doing or needs to be stuffed in the garage where I barely have room for my car. The house is beginning to look good and I am actually quite happy living here until, that is, I need something I have packed away and it ends up not being where I thought it was and no where else either.
I am becoming so paranoid about losing things, I have started to keep my keys, garage door opener and cell phone in a box in the hall. If you have one of those senior kind of memories it is the only thing to do.
I am exausted, but most of the big things are done now
. bedroom patched and painted
. shelving dismanted in laundry room
. laundry room patched and painted
. garbage disposal replaced (a fervernt thank you to Albert)
. mini blinds all washed and rehung
. workroom closet dismantled
. ink stained carpet patched
. workroom closet floor (where the patch was taken) tiled
. everything non-essential moved to the garage
...and tomorrow is another day.
