So I’ve been feeling a little more calm lately even though life is insane.
Brian and I totalled up the rest of the month and geesh I’m not sure we’re going to fit everything in. This weekend we are going to Seabreeze with Jen and co. Sunday we need to go look for a “big boy” bed for Jeffrey as he has now officially climbed out of the crib twice and I’d like him to stop. Oh yeah, and I’m pregnant; so we’ll be needing that crib eventually.
Then we have to move half the house so that we can make room to move everything else when the floors get redone. My parents are coming up sometime the week of the 11th to take Jeffrey so that he doesn’t have to be exposed to dust and fumes from the floors. Still not sure what we’re doing with the cats. Or how we’re going to move our bed. I distinctly remember saying when it took like three days to get the mattress upstairs that the only way it was leaving that floor was with a chain saw. (It almost spend a night wedged in the stairwell). So not really sure where we will be moving it to.
Oh yeah and the weekend before all this happens, we leave and go to Brian’s sister’s wedding. I have a feeling that this particular weekend will be it’s own brand of insanity.
Then floors get done and we have to move everything back.
It has occurred to me that a) I am of little help when it comes to moving things and that b) we own a preponderance of heavy shit.
At least then we’ll be done. Life will go back to normal ?? and I will have beautiful newly refinished hardwoods. Yay!