I feel like I really need to do a recap of my week. I know that it's actually been a week and a half, and that weekly recaps are best done on a Friday, or Sunday, or maybe even a Monday. But mine is going to be on Wednesday. Because that's what I've got.
So here we go...
(And there will be pictures for the post. Someday. As soon as I figure out which box has my camera card reader.)
Friday, June 5:
Roman's last day of school. First grade sounded so old and grown up to me, and now it's gone, and he's going to be a second grade.
We picked up our ginormous U-Haul truck. We finished packing the last few boxes. My brothers and sisters and mom came over to help us load the previously mentioned beast. This took nearly all day.
And then we still had to clean the apartment. And the apartment management said "please focus on the blinds." Two blinds in, I was ready to go buy new ones. But that would have eaten into our refundable deposit. And these days, we need every penny. So I just kept on cleaning blinds.
Saturday, June 6:
Got our sleepy boys, my mom, my little brother David, all loaded up in our SUV and truck, and started out. No fanfare, no crying. Just a full truck and a very long drive. (We did head out nearly 2 hours later than we originally wanted, but still early enough to miss morning rush hour.)
So, I had this brilliant idea to take a picture of the surroundings we were driving through once every hour. And I was going to post them in order. 8 am: Parley's Canyon, 9 am nearly out of Utah, 10 am, Evanston (sarcastic yeah!) And then late in the day, I realized that no one wants to read a post with over 20 hours of scenery pictures. So I'll just post the highlights (yes, there were highlights.) Eventually. When I find that particular box.
We drove out of Utah, and into Wyoming. And no offense to anyone living in southern Wyoming...but it's ugly. It was by far the worst part of the trip. My mom drove from Rawlins to Cheyenne and I slept. Around Cheyenne, the scenery started to improve.
Then we drove part the way across Nebraska. Everyone kept saying that would be the worst part of the trip, but I liked it. We drove along the Platte River, and there were a lot of trees, and ponds. Everything was so green and pretty.
Sunday, June 7:
First real meal in 2, maybe 3 days: Waffles at La Quinta. Food that was not out of a box or from a drive through!
Drove the rest of the way across Nebraska. And into Iowa.
Got stuck in traffic for nearly one hour because part of a wind generator had fallen off a truck.
Got to our hew home at 6 pm.
Explored the area.
Love it, love it, love it!
Monday, June 8:
Try to go and buy carpet for the upstairs. Realize it is going to take a long time. Cry just a little. Pick up lights, doors, paint.
Let the real fun begin.
Tuesday, June 9:
Decide we DO NOT want to live with popcorn ceilings. Make sure it is not asbestos. Start scraping ceilings.
Very, very dirty.
Wendesday, June 10:
Finish scraping popcorn ceilings. Now have one trash can completely filled with popcorn and plaster.
Sand ceilings so they are relatively smooth. This is awful. As in no description. There is dust over everything. The cabinets are covered with plastic. It looks like a demolition zone. I may or may not cry a little at this point.
Thursday, June 11:
Start priming now smooth ceilings. Prime trim, bright colored walls as well.
Friday, June 12:
The real paint finally comes out!
Start painting walls. And trim.
Start hating trim.
Get internet again!!
Saturday, June 13:
Touch up paint in the three upstairs rooms.
Set up the boys' new bunkbed. I can't wait to show you how cute their room turned out.
Paint ceilings on main floor and downstairs.
Tear up carpet in family room. Find some water damage and mold. Cry again.
Everyone finally sleeps in their own rooms.
Sunday, June 14:
We really need a day off by this time.
We go to the Devonian fossil beds, look at swarms of tadpoles, catch frogs.
Go to the lake for a picnic. Don't have swimsuits, but let the boys play in the lake in their clothes.
Take pedal boats out on the lake. Blaise rides with Keith and me. Roman rides with Grandma and Uncle David.
Drive one hour south to drop my mom and brother off at the Amtrack station. Cry again.
Go back home, and finally realize we are alone here. Maybe cry a little more.
Monday, June 15:
Shop: more lights, a "big boy" mattress for Blaise, the missing door knob, food (there has been a surprising lack of food in the house.)
Try to find a jar to put bugs in for the boys. Realize that we don't know where anything is.
We took the boys to the field near our house, and found caterpillars. Took them home.
Tuesday, June 16:
Touch up ceilings. Paint more trim. Put up all the lights! Feel happy, but wish we had somewhere to put a couch.
So, if you are still reading, that gets us to today. When we woke up, sun shining, and realized that our lawn hasn't been cut in over 2 weeks. And looks terrible.
Keith will finish the last door today, and work on the yard. I will hopefully finish painting the living room so we can finally bring our couch in out of the garage and have somewhere to sit.
I guess that means I have no more time for this.
But I promise, there will be pictures. Someday.