... and nary a place to sit...
A quick update on our week:
We are still packing. It's not that we really have *that* much stuff in a 2 bedroom apartment... we're just taking our time and slowly being overrun by boxes.
Yesterday was our final walk-through. We put blue tape and green stickers on everything. We'll probably have another walk-though to make sure all the dots have been fixed on Friday. We also hope the hot water heater works on Friday... because it did not yesterday.
The rain stopped long enough for the varnish to dry. They've sodded the yard and planted an Ash tree in the front. They created two small beds in the front and planted some shrubbery. (We were really hot that we had no say in the tree or the landscaping options. I did make enough of an impression that we did not get a Bradford Pear, which was no small victory.)
They were painting the front door yesterday, too. It's going to be a rust color with a hint of orange (no crimson!).
I'm working. The Hater is boxing. Zoloft is finding lots of new places to hide around and inside of boxes.
Earlier this week we ordered 56 knobs for the cabinetry. It'll be a good job for Dad when they come visit!
Oh! I finally found some cute sandals (fancy flip-flops with dangles) to wear with my outfit to Sister's wedding. I also found another pair of flip-flops that I really liked, which is funny because I really don't like flip-flops. I'm officially ready for summer... if only we could remember which box they were in...