August 10, 2011
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Construction zone
I wasn't quite prepared yesterday afternoon when it turned out that the painters could come earlier than expected - at least than I expected - a week or so early - the next day! Which was today. In about a half hour, Sam managed to get everything out of the old living room (which we are now calling the great room), while I was trying to get the things that I would want to get to in the next week, somewhere where I could find it. More packing of boxes and moving furniture around. There were few places for all this stuff, which still included the kitchen stuff that hadn't been put anywhere while it was waiting for everything to be finished. So, it all got moved, as well as anything in the kitchen that was important to take out - to the living room -
To my sewing room, where my laptop and "office" stuff are -
And to the downstairs, which already looks like a construction zone!
Or a war zone, is what I was feeling like. This is what was left in the great room -
Remember how packed with stuff it was just a few days ago?
Earlier that morning, Charlie and Megan were over, and enjoyed playing in some of the boxes I had emptied out. They wanted to eat their snack, which was a little bag of chips, in the boxes, so we called them their "snack box."
I was overwhelmed last night and this morning - I can't find a thing! I have piles and piles of papers and mail on the table that was once, and might become again, my sewing table. I feel so displaced! The only place I really have to sit is right here in this chair in front of this laptop. You know that feeling when you are so thankful and glad that something is happening because it will be so wonderful, but going through the process feels like more stress than you can handle? I was determined to hold it all together, telling myself. . ."I will not cry, I will not cry. . ." and I was doing a pretty good job this morning as all of a sudden my house was taken over by painters and electricians and Sam. But I sure didn't hang around long! Amanda was blanching tomatoes - over 180 of them, from her garden, to make into spaghetti sauce to be canned and I went over to help her! She was very organized and didn't need a whole lot of help, but I sure needed to be there!
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I know the feeling - I will not cry, I wll not cry - from several years ago when a tree fell on our roof and sent a 220 electrical surge through our house, taking out more than half of our electrical appliances - large and small - in the house and office. About a month later, I was so weary of boxes, packing peanuts, and learning how to operate new machines in the office, that I thought I was going to collapse in a puddle of tears.
Think we've all been there. I sure was after the termite fiasco of 2 years ago and things that we are still dealing with in terms of odds and ends that still need done.
You're almost there!!! Won't be long and this whole mess will be a distant memory
Everything looks BEAUTIFUL and will be so worth it in the end!!
Just think tho.....in a few days, everything will be SO MUCH NICER to you!!! When you are finished and you put your feet up and look at it, you'll be so thankful! But I MOST CERTAINLY UNDERSTAND the feeling of wanting to cry!
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