I want to tell you about our first band festival, which was a parade, but I am sore and tired and sprawled out in bed with gobs of moisturizer on my dry skin, wet hair and little time and energy.
My husband decided that we would refinance our house, after 3 years of living here.
It will save us about $100,000 and that alone makes it totally worth it but then he dropped the bomb.
The house has to be re-appraised.
Spotless and showroom ready (I think that might be car-speak, honey) as he calls it and the places she wants to photograph?
The basement, the master bedroom and bath suite, the dining room, office and the garage.
If you have been reading this blog for a while, you know that a.) my husband is a pack rat b.) I like procrastinating, and am insanely busy anymore and c.) I do not have live-in help so.........the office is a disaster zone with a years worth of papers to file and piles of lord knows what, the basement still has last years fall and holiday tubs still piled everywhere along with clothes that need organizing, a horribly messy video game playing area, and Legos and Hot Wheels and musical instruments, oh my.
The bedroom is decent as soon as I put away my shoes and clean laundry but the bathroom is still missing cabinet doors due to my inability to decide on cream or black paint. For 8 months now.
The garage would be fine with some lighter fluid and a match.
And the dining room looks perfect except where the dog barfed last weekend and a shampoo is needed.
So yesterday, we cleaned and organized the basement.
It gave me hope .
Tomorrow, while I toil away at work, my husband is going to start on the office.
Then I will whip the bedroom into shape and hang a drop cloth in front of the bathroom with a note stating that there is a decomposing woman in the tub and no photos will be allowed and no, we did not murder her. We found her there one day.
It was most certainly a suicide.
She was hired to clean my house.
As for the garage.
Probably NOT going to happen by Tuesday.
My back hurts and the cleaning lady is missing.
And I have been wiggling my nose for so long that now I have a cramp.