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I Can’t Even Make This Stuff Up

14 Aug

I had very tall orders for our move.  Self imposed, but tall orders no less.  Not only did I have to pack up and clean out our VA house, I decided it would be good to add:

1.Redo New Kitchen: Refinish Cabinets, Change the countertop, change the countertop and repaint the kitchen.
2. Paint the whole house: It’s 900 sqft, but I thought it would be good to get it done before our movers arrived.
3. Wire house for TV, it is a 1950’s house and has no such hook-ups.
4. Remove the carpet upstairs and replace it with bamboo flooring.
5. Power wash house.
6. Remove the 1950’s special awnings.
7. Replace the roof on the single car garage.
8. Redecorate our bedroom arrangements [new bed stuff].
9. Plan and execute a party for 40 people.
10. Unpack enough of our stuff to have a place for the in-laws and to have a beautiful place for our party.

Did I mention the movers were scheduled to arrive on the 8th of August.  The in-laws arrival scheduled for the 9th.  My husband’s Change of Command ceremony on the 11th.

Yeah, I’m pretty sure that qualifies me as certifiably crazy.

Just like all of the best laid plans, everything went to hell in a hand basket.

1. The movers were late on Wednesday.  They didn’t finish unloading until 11pm.  I didn’t get to unpack a single box, contrary to plan.
2. The cabinet hinges were wrong, causing the alignment to be wrong and requiring a re-do [for a later date].  Also found out the contractor was not contracted for the backsplash… and on…
3. My quick minute spent grabbing breakfast Thursday morning was dutifully punished by the dogs biting a box, dragging it down and eating my baking supplies. A box of baker’s chocolate. A bag of chocolate chips. A bag of toffee/chocolate chunks. A bag of brown sugar. A bag of wrapped caramels. A bag of rice [not baking supplies, but “delicious” no less].
4. Instead of unpacking, I got to take our black lab to the animal hospital to treat him for ingesting a toxic amount of chocolate [amongst other things].
5. When I returned home from the animal hospital at 6pm, the other lab was busy vomiting and dealing with toxic chocolate as well.
6. I scrambled to clean up dog puke [at a rate of 15 vomits per 5 minutes] and unpack just enough for the in-laws to have a bed to sleep in for their midnight arrival
7. Midnight became 3 am because the in-laws luggage was lost.
8. The counter-top guy who was supposed to arrive Friday morning, was really scheduled for Friday afternoon.  The plumber who was supposed to arrive Friday afternoon, came Friday morning.
9. The counter-top guy finally came around 6pm, when he was “scheduled” for 2pm.  Counter, but no sink.
10. Unpacked the rest of the day, until 3 am. Slept until 5:30am on Saturday when I had to get ready for the Change of Command.
11. Plumber arrived at noon on Saturday, when we had guests at 3pm.
12. After the Change of Command, I was left alone to clean, set-up for the party and deal with the pending storm that was threatening to bring the whole party in our 900 sqft house.

But we survived. survived.  The chaos.  The disarray.  The complete cluster fuck everything was.   I survived it all.

And now?  I’m done.

There is still much to do, but I’m taking a moment to breath.

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Things I Never Thought I’d Do

26 Jul

1) Google “Great Books on the War of 1812”.

I didn’t think I would do this for myself, let alone do this because of my husband’s job.

It’s not that I don’t like to learn new things or that I hate history, it’s just that the War of 1812 left my radar around high school and I haven’t looked back.

Until now.

Since it’s the 200th Anniversary of the War of 1812 and the Navy’s war, it seems it is a “big” deal.  Apparently there are lots of Navy events celebrating it.  Events that my husband and I will need to attend. I hate not being knowledgeable on a subject, so I intend to change that.  I will read at least a couple of books to re-familiarize myself with the War of 1812 so I can understand the bigger political implications that may have eluded me earlier.  Also so I can understand better the Naval implications and what happened near Michigan.  I am sure I won’t be an expert, but I intend to be able to speak intelligently on the subject.

2) Miss my 4 dogs.

I had to leave them with my husband when I left Michigan to head back “home” as I had a meeting on my way home and also another the next day, a meeting that would require me to stay the night with a friend without the dogs.

I finally made it home, “home” last night and it was odd to be here without my husband OR the dogs.  A empty house.  Silent.  No puppy trail following me room to room.  Begging for food. Demanding play time.  Nothing.  Just silence.

I thought it would be great.  I thought I would enjoy the peace and quiet.  I thought it would be serene.

I was wrong.

I missed my little friends.  I looked for them everywhere I turned.  I expected them to freak out when I left the house.  I wanted to give them a couple little treats to show my love.  I wanted to take them out to play.  The peace I expected was there, but I missed the harmony our pups add to life.

When they arrived home tonight, I made sure to give them a little extra love.  We will be separated a few more times until I am permanently in our new house in Michigan, but I will be sure to enjoy every minute with them I can in the meantime.