Since last Saturday, we have-
painted the living room
painted the stairwell and landing/hall at the top of the stairs
painted the boys' bedroom
woodwork painted in bathroom, boys bedroom, hall and basement/backdoor landing
got garage repaired and half painted
packed numerous boxes
as well as the usual laundry, dishes, birthday parties (bake and decorate cake), meetings/school events to attend, meals prepared, homework monitored, etc.
moved 4 or 5 vanloads of stuff
finished stripping old flooring from upstairs bath
hung new range hood
installed new track lighting in the kitchen
tried to figure out the wiring (the house is wired very oddly- things on circuits that don't make sense together)
began insulation of the basement
got the well pit over half filled
painted the living/dining room
planted asparagus and trees
Okay, I guess when I list it all out, we did get a lot accomplished- I can begin to see the light at the end of the tunnel but it still seems so far away. Realistically- I don't see how we can list this place while we're trying to move out- things are too torn up. I would hate to think of having to clean up everything every time I change what I'm doing. I've been working on packing up my sewing/craft room in the basement (which also doubles as storage for V's guitars, the telescope and various toys) and I have craft stuff scattered all over the desk and table as I sort and pack. It looks like total chaos but I actually know where stuff is so it can be packed in an organized manner. If we were going to be showing the house, I'd have to either finish packing everything or put it all back in the cabinet every time.
I really need to be more systematic about how I pack. I've found that I've been rather random about packing- a few boxes from the china cabinet, a few from the kitchen, a few boxes of books- rather than just totally pack one area. Well, the kitchen and dining room still have things we use but I need to finish packing books. But, I guess I'm waiting on V to finish packing his train stuff. He has trains 'parked' on the bookshelves in front of lots of the books and I'm NOT packing those- or all his computer stuff in the basement- so I've packed what I can now I have to wait for him. I'm not good at waiting.
Tomorrow I'm back to work so it's back to double duty, working during the day and then working here to get things ready. Oh well, at least work will be less physically demanding. Both V and I have been moving pretty stiffly lately. I think it's the cumulative effect of all the work we've been doing. Oh, and the fact that we both fell this week. The old rickety stepladder that was left at the new house collapsed on V as he was climbing down from the attic and my foot slipped off the ladder as I was working in the boy's room and I fell backwards onto the corner of the dresser (I've got a lovely bruise on my right butt cheek!) V needs to do some writing for his job tomorrow as well so hopefully he'll give himself a chance to rest some.
Although... we've both realized that if we stop moving for any length of time we start to stiffen up so the best solution has been to just not stop. But we can't keep that up forever.
Thanks to all of you for all your kind comments. I was in a pretty whiny, stressed out place last night (OK, I still am a bit). Having your encouragement and understanding has helped me tremendously to keep it all in perspective.