Inspection day is set for Tuesday afternoon for the house and the option period ends on the 16th! I am hoping that everything goes well. I am so nervous about it all. I don't know of anything wrong in the house but that doesn't mean there isn't something! Lara has been a jack of all trades lately. She figured out how to squeeze under the 12" wide cabinet and change out the double sink faucets, change the copper water lines, fix a leaky washing machine, changed the toilet flapper so the toilet would stop running, change weather stripping, change a ballast, and fix a fallen recessed light. She is my home improvement hero :) Isn't it amazing how significantly useless one can feel in just minutes? I felt completely useless. I can't figure things out like that to save my life. I would have to call a professional to change the damn flapper on the toilet. I am simply pathetic.
Finding a place to live that is reasonably priced has also been much harder than I anticipated. :( We are supposed to close on July 1. We plan to visit my sis in MA for 4 weeks so Cristian can spend time with the family he doesn't get to see often and his awesome cousins. But, we still need a place to live from August to October because the new house won't be ready until then. I thought we could find an Extended Stay hotel for like $200 a week but rates are more like $55 a night. When you add that to the $800 we are paying for animal boarding and the $300 for the storage unit we will need to upgrade to after July 1 to hold all our furniture, etc...that is pretty steep. Didn't have any luck with apartments either. Most won't do a 3 month lease and those that would were almost as expensive as the hotel and that doesn't include furniture or utilities. I don't know...I feel like taking a break from the stress of it all. The problem will still be there tomorrow. :)
Today has been a trying day...I love when people think the whole world revolves around them and that you should of course drop everything the second they declare they need you, don't you? I have had to get in touch with my inner zen several times today in order to evade the orange jump suit :)
This evening Cristian and I got to be entertainment in the Neighborhood Walmart parking lot as well. Didn't you know there was an improv show in town? No? Bummer...you missed it. It started with him wanting to spend the night at our friend's house with her 11 yr old. He packed his bag, his toys, and his scooter and helmet. We had ice cream at Baskin robbins with them and I loaded him up in their car when he all of sudden in his VERY tired and sleepy state he started crying that he wanted to go have fun but wanted his parents and so he wanted to come sleep at home. I tried to talk to him and tell him he could go with them and come home tomorrow morning or he could just come home with us now and go over there a different day. Simple right? Not with an overly tired 7 yr old! No, he wanted to go with them but also be home with us and didn't want to get out of the car. So he starts doing the tired crying/whining tid bit where no amount of reasoning would do any good...In an effort to not be in the parking lot ALL night I picked him up in the booster he was sitting in and carried him out of the car while he yelled at me, "Nooooooooooooooo" and what do you know? The arm of the booster I was holding onto came apart and he fell on the pavement (landed on his feet mostly). Let the finale of the show begin...He started hitting me in the head with his elephant stuffed animal he was holding while crying and screaming "I HATE YOU MIMI. KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF. I HATE YOU. I HATE YOU. I HATE YOU." After everyone in the parking lot stared at me like I was the world's worst mother who probably beat her child we got in the car and drove the 1 mile back to the house. I heard the "I hate Mimi" scream/rant the whole way home, on the way into the house, and a good 5 min after being home until he passed smooth out in his bed still holding his stuffed animal and fully dressed with shoes on and all....Wow...days like this really make me miss smoking. What an ending to an already stressful evening.
19 more days in my house...I think I am going to miss it...
Cheers,
M E
Finding a place to live that is reasonably priced has also been much harder than I anticipated. :( We are supposed to close on July 1. We plan to visit my sis in MA for 4 weeks so Cristian can spend time with the family he doesn't get to see often and his awesome cousins. But, we still need a place to live from August to October because the new house won't be ready until then. I thought we could find an Extended Stay hotel for like $200 a week but rates are more like $55 a night. When you add that to the $800 we are paying for animal boarding and the $300 for the storage unit we will need to upgrade to after July 1 to hold all our furniture, etc...that is pretty steep. Didn't have any luck with apartments either. Most won't do a 3 month lease and those that would were almost as expensive as the hotel and that doesn't include furniture or utilities. I don't know...I feel like taking a break from the stress of it all. The problem will still be there tomorrow. :)
Today has been a trying day...I love when people think the whole world revolves around them and that you should of course drop everything the second they declare they need you, don't you? I have had to get in touch with my inner zen several times today in order to evade the orange jump suit :)
This evening Cristian and I got to be entertainment in the Neighborhood Walmart parking lot as well. Didn't you know there was an improv show in town? No? Bummer...you missed it. It started with him wanting to spend the night at our friend's house with her 11 yr old. He packed his bag, his toys, and his scooter and helmet. We had ice cream at Baskin robbins with them and I loaded him up in their car when he all of sudden in his VERY tired and sleepy state he started crying that he wanted to go have fun but wanted his parents and so he wanted to come sleep at home. I tried to talk to him and tell him he could go with them and come home tomorrow morning or he could just come home with us now and go over there a different day. Simple right? Not with an overly tired 7 yr old! No, he wanted to go with them but also be home with us and didn't want to get out of the car. So he starts doing the tired crying/whining tid bit where no amount of reasoning would do any good...In an effort to not be in the parking lot ALL night I picked him up in the booster he was sitting in and carried him out of the car while he yelled at me, "Nooooooooooooooo" and what do you know? The arm of the booster I was holding onto came apart and he fell on the pavement (landed on his feet mostly). Let the finale of the show begin...He started hitting me in the head with his elephant stuffed animal he was holding while crying and screaming "I HATE YOU MIMI. KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF. I HATE YOU. I HATE YOU. I HATE YOU." After everyone in the parking lot stared at me like I was the world's worst mother who probably beat her child we got in the car and drove the 1 mile back to the house. I heard the "I hate Mimi" scream/rant the whole way home, on the way into the house, and a good 5 min after being home until he passed smooth out in his bed still holding his stuffed animal and fully dressed with shoes on and all....Wow...days like this really make me miss smoking. What an ending to an already stressful evening.
19 more days in my house...I think I am going to miss it...
Cheers,
M E
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