My boys are in the office today (stupid teacher work day) and I hate it because I get nothing done. Only short spurts when they can behave. And it’s sad they can’t be good because we’ve done this enough times. They should really know better.
The weekend was good. We got a lot done around the house in terms of moving closer to being out. We took down all the picture frames, the rock climbing hang board that was in our bedroom, and we took apart the swingset. This next week and weekend I will be putting away things we can do without for a week or so – clothes, etc. The buyer is having an inspection tomorrow – even though he has viewed the results of the first one – so after that I am hoping we have more concrete dates for everything.
It seems so weird to think we won’t be in this house for much longer. It will no longer be “ours”. And I am sure the new one won’t feel like ours for a little while. I wonder what the time frame is – two weeks? Three? I’ll just be a whole lot happier once we’re in and done with everything!
Just because it was the last song my son was singing:
And the song currently stuck in my head: