This has been the longest damn move of my life.
I swear, for a group of people who keep saying that they want to get back to Charlevoix there seems to be a collective dragging of feet with my family members.
And just this morning--not even 2 hours ago!- we had A PLAN, my husband and I. A real-with-deadline-PLAN.
And the Gods laughed.
And the college-aged daughter moved back in.
And THE PLAN was blown to friggin' smithereens.
I think.
Maybe.
It is still my desire--my NEED-- to be out of here and fully (completely!!) into the new house on Wednesday.
Except the roof is still leaking in our soon-to-be-bedroom
and the 'extra' bedroom we were going to bunk in will be occupied by the 'can't-move-out-just-yet' daughter.
There has to be a way to do this..
there just does.
Or I will go crazy.
2 comments:
Uggg, well you can bunk in the living room? Not convenient but would that get you there?
Good luck! I know how badly you want to get there.
exactly what has occured lol
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