Just because there is nothing else to think about these days, my entire house is a disaster. Jim is frantically working on moving the gas range today and putting in at least the sink countertop and sink. More countertops would be nice but I’m trying not to be picky!
Every single room of our house–which is barely over 1000 square feet anyway–has stuff stacked all over. And there is a fine layer of sawdust overtop of all the boxes and junk. We’re eating out way too much but trying to make even something basic like fruit salad and toast takes forever because nothing at all lives where it ought to and I can’t remember where it is. Because it changes every time I DO find it to use it. Because there’s never any place to put it back down! And because, if I don’t get a sink hooked up today I’m gonna have to take a whack of dishes over to my mother-in-law’s house and wash them, because there isn’t even room to put out my camping wash basins any more. And a stove would be nice.
Did I mention I’m getting company on Saturday? My nephew Phil, his wife, and two kids ages 7 and 4. So yeah, I need to find the spare bedroom, too. Guess what I’m doing evenings this week? Racing the clock…and the calendar.