is nearly done! The mountain of boxes that was our foyer is now gone!!! Woo hoo!!! I can’t tell you how lovely it is to see from one room across the foyer into the other room again. The fact that this now highlights the disaster that is both rooms is something better left to denial. There’s a little problem with the new carpet and Brad and I did our good cop (him) – bad cop (me) routine with their rep yesterday. The rep totally saw the problem (a long seam that doesn’t meet flatly, it peaks up and I’m afraid the dog will snag it cuz it’s higher than the rest of the carpet) and immediately diagnosed the problem as….. a bad dye lot from the manufacturer. LOLOLOLOL. Can you say pass the buck? No, it’s not our installer that didn’t stretch the carpet correctly; it’s the carpet manufacturer who sent out carpet that has some color variation (which we clearly don’t have enough experience to see). Umm… okay, whatever you say as long as my issue is ultimately fixed, I don’t really care how you go about doing it.
We’re leaving in three days, I’m so excited and… well… maybe.. just a little bit freaking out too. My brain has been on other things; the basement, the mountain of boxes, the carpet issue, work, kids, sports, the old friend we had over to watch my poor Skins be annihilated last night, etc… But now.. Seriously… I can’t put off thinking about it any longer. It’s… Three. Days. Away. Holy shit. I’ve gone so far as to create a staging area and put a handful of things on it (sunscreen, goggles, and pool toys totally count as a handful). But that’s it. Oh wait - I had a fun little NSV last night while I rumaged through my closet to find shorts that don't fall off me and came up with a jackpot of things; cute shorts, cute little skirts, many with the tags still on - I must have bought a bunch of things at the end of a season at some point and totally forgot about them - so I'm good to go in that respect. Tonight I’m going to Target to get some travel sized things for the kids and a few other odds and ends. And then I guess I have to go home and pack for me and the boys because did I mention…
Brad is out of town. Dork! Okay, it’s not his fault, but come on. Seriously, you have a good night sleep down there in NC! Watch a little TV, go to the movies, hey, maybe go out and have a few good meals at a few of your favorite restaurants, you know you will anyway! I’ll just be up here making sure our suitcases are packed. You don’t worry about us up here at all. By the time you get your pretty little head back up here the suitcases will be by the door, the house will be ready for the painters to come while we’re gone, the new fish tank will be installed and the fish WILL NOT DIE and the hamster cage will be cleaned and the boy who’ll be caring for both will have been trained…. Really, I’ve got this. Don’t you worry at all. It’s just a little laundry, summer clothes hunting, cleaning, moving, packing, shopping and whatnot. Sure, I’ve still got to go to work every day and make sure the rug rats get fed and get their homework done – no problem. Really, I’ve got this.
Happens 1 week (that’s 7 days) from when we get home from Disney. I’m thrilled!!! I love this time of year! I love, love, love my house at this time of year. Okay, that’s a lie – at this actual, specific, moment I sort of hate my house. It’s completely dusty from the recent work of finishing our basement. (Brad changed the family room ceiling fan to turn in the opposite direction last night and we were all showered by huge hunks of dust falling from it – how lovely.)
The plan was to have the house just about decorated before we left for Disney which if you’ll remember is in 3 days. Um… yeah, I don’t think so. We are having our hallways painted while we’re gone – again – woo hoo, that’s freaking fantastic!!! But, of course that means I can’t put up any garland on the railings or the tree above the front door, or certain pictures on certain walls, but oh well.. There are 2 trees up and in the correct rooms. Just because they are standing square in the middle of the rooms is not reason to panic. Just because we haven’t even identified the movers who will come to our house on the Monday after we’re home (5 days before the party) to move all the excess furniture down to the basement where it belongs is no reason to panic. Just because our house was just registered as a national disaster with legos and stuffed animals and kinex and so many nerf weapons I can’t stand myself flung hap hazardly around every friggin’ flat surface and we’re leaving in 3 freaking days is not a reason to panic. That there are 8 or so of our closest friends coming over the day after we get back (6 days before the party) to help us “finish” decorating (Please note the quotes around the word finish. As if we’re close enough to be ready for that), that may be a reason to panic. (hanging head in shame.)
It’s a good thing I’m going to see my patron saint Eeyore – I need me some good pity parties.