I've been living like a Gypsy, a night at my sister's house, a weekend at a friend's house, another night at one of my brothers' homes and well, you get the picture. For the past three weeks this has been my life and it doesn't seem like it's going to end anytime soon. You'd think I was living out of my car. I have clothes, toiletries and all kinds of shoes in the backseat of my car. Some are in duffel bags, some clothes are on hangers and some stuff is just strewn about. Sigh, Operation Remodeling is a pain in the ass! Day 22 and they are putting in the new tile. I dropped by this evening to pick up even more clothes and to look at the progress. "So how much longer do you think this is going to take?" I asked rather impatiently, but sprinkled with politeness. The head guy, whatever he's called, looked up at me, as he continued to work with his hands on the floor. Beads of sweat covered his face. "You should be able to move back in by this weekend. Maybe. No, probably." Ugh! Such a tease! In that millisecond, I went from jubilant to hopeful to let down. Kinda like my dates. I digress. I mumbled pleasantries and left.
I miss my bed. I miss my routine. My stress level is sky high. Sigh, this too shall pass, right? Right.
That's the update kids. I know you were waiting on bated breath. Maybe. No, probably.
13 comments:
"In that millisecond, I went from jubilant to hopeful to let down. Kinda like my dates."
LOL--Ain't it the truth!
I hope the guy is right, and you can get make into your comfortable bed by this weekend. *Hugs*
That was supposed to read: "...you can get back into your comfortable bed..."
Clearly, I need more sleep. LOL
This reminded me of that glade commercial where the contractor is there redoing the kitchen for like 65 days.
Ugh, I would totally hate it. Hope the dude will be done very soon, nothing like sleeping in your own bed.
Ugh, I would totally hate it. Hope the dude will be done very soon, nothing like sleeping in your own bed.
This is how i felt. for 2 months. groan. Your bedroom is going to be the sweetest place ever when you get to it!!!!
Unfortunately this sounds all too familiar. And contractors wonder why people are so hesitant to commit to a project. I wish they would get an electric shock for every day they are late doing a remodel!
In that millisecond, I went from jubilant to hopeful to let down. Kinda like my dates....bahahaha! This is why you are a writer! That was awesome!
What a pain. Sorry. Hang tough. It will be worth it when you're back home. Right? I sure hope so.
xoRobyn
Yes, exactly. This too shall pass.
Hang in there! And while there might be better ways to get acquainted with the back seat of your car . . . this way is actually *cleaner.* :)
Wouldn't it be nice to start out on a date feeling let down and move all the way up to jubilant? Must be awful moving from place to place. Hope you are in your bed by the end of the weekend.
Oh the joys of home improvement. There is some separate time scheme for contractors I think. two days mean 1 wk. 1 wk means 2 and half. Not sure of the official equivalents but my experience has told me it's not the same as the rest of the world. Good luck!
FV- me too!!!
OT- lol right? i've seen that one too!
Alessandra- No there is nothing better! Believe me! :)
LD- I can hear my pillow and my mattress calling me!!!
YRJ- hahaha! I like that idea!
RR- most definitely! -thanks!!!
David- heh! you just cracked me up!
Belle- wouldn't it be great though? start off at ground zero and work my way up??? if only!
RG- I've learned not to get my hopes up anymore. Those contractors are hope killers! lol
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