Monday, July 2, 2007

Home, where my music's playing...home

We are here safe and sound (although my ragged, cracked hands would probably beg to differ). I am bone-tired and still keep finding things to unpack. I swear these boxes have to be mating. My mission tomorrow is to take a few shots of the house and get them posted - we'll see if I can find the time.

A few highlights of the move so far include:
  • Arriving to find the floor all done and being just giddy over how well it turned out.
  • Sighing with dismay at the layer of fine dust all over everything in the house (oh, the joys of remodeling).
  • Spending my first night in the new house on the floor - sharing a blanket with a very adorable, very loud, snoring princess.
  • Having to scoop a number-two (Hannah's) out of the main floor powder room and rush it to a working toilet (we have to get a plumber in to reinstall the toilet that the floor guys removed. They take it off, but don't put it back. Nice, huh?)
  • Calling Josh about every eight minutes to see how much longer until he gets here.
  • Unpacking 5,069,874 boxes and still not being done.
  • Not seeing my children for hours because they are too busy recreating Lord of the Flies in the backyard.
  • Having a schizophrenic dial tone. Sometimes we have one; sometimes we don't.
  • Waiting hours as the genius Direct TV installer man attempts to make my t.v. work.
  • Watching helplessly as said genius Direct TV installer man leaves without finishing the job.
  • Calling Direct TV installers and be given yet another four-hour window in which to wait for a genius installer man to finish what earlier genius installer man did not.
  • Waiting all day for the new bar stools and kitchen table to be delivered.
  • Finally getting them and then grumbling because they are too tall for the bar.
  • Not figuring this out until after the delivery truck has sped away.
  • Having cupboards in my kitchen that are actually empty (because I finally have enough cupboard space!) as opposed to being crammed to capacity.
  • Meeting the new neighbors with Chase's mohawk still rockin'. Klassy, no? It is gone tomorrow, I swear.

All in all, it's good to be home. Here in our home. It just makes me so happy.

Oh! And DCR Mom at Musings of a Housewife, nominated me for a little bloggy award while I was gone. I am flattered and thrilled to be a part! You really ought to pop over to her blog if you don't know her already. She's a keeper. Thanks, friend!


9 comments:

Bridget said...

Oh the stress of moving! I am sure you are handling it well. Can't wait to see the photos of the house!

dcrmom said...

You're very welcome! And welcome to your new home!!!

Emily said...

Had to laugh at the "number two" in the toilet. While we were tiling they boys bathroom the toilet was removed but just sitting by the sink counter. One fine morning Matthew woke up, walked in there, and peed in it. Oh well. What can you do?

Emily said...

p.s. what ever happened to your friend Peter?

RobynandJoe said...

I'm sure you're relieved the big part of the move is over....good luck with your mating boxes...that would definitely make unpacking hard!

gab said...

moving is sooooo stressful...congrats on handling it like a pro! enjoy the new floor...lay naked on it...

Amanda said...

So glad to hear that you are at home in your new house! So sorry about the toilet, the Direct TV and the bar stools. I guess we have an adventure ahead of us?

Congrats on the Rockin' Girl Blogger! That's awesome!

Holly said...

Glad y'all made it! Thanks for sharing your interesting experiences and surprises--poor you! Hang in there through all the craziness.

Amber said...

Look on the bright side: you're there, you're there, you're there! And it is HOME, powder room poop and all. :-)

Hang in there...it WILL start coming together soon!