Camping out at home

The laptop is on a folding table and I'm sitting on a blow-up mattress. Any minute the contractor will start rennovations and I'm stuck wondering what color paint to do the livingroom. Home Depot made an appointment for us to purchase the other half of our materials this afternoon. We bought the first half Saturday and was a little dissappointed their 10 percent military discount is capped at $200.

I found an exotic pet boarder in Maryland today. Wondering if long-term boarding may be an option for Indy. The contractor who runs Fairchild Air Force Base's privitized housing won't allow "large constrictor snakes." Indy may look intimidating to a person who doesn't like or understand snakes, but trust me, she's no anaconda.

The movers came last week and hauled away most of our belongings. I have a few kitchen essentials, four suitcases of clothes and odds and ends that, fingers crossed, will fit in the back of the truck.

Next weekend JG and I celebrate our one-year anniversary - hopefully by next Monday we wont't be too exhausted to enjoy it.

Crunch Time

The movers will be here in less than 48 hours. And not only will they be "here" they will be at our 10x20' storage unit. Almost everything in the storage unit is already boxed, but not everything is marked. And not everything here at the house is separated into the "we" move and "they" move piles. I feel disorganized. I have more boxes of "things to go to other things" than I know what to do with. And, believe it or not, I feel like I'm running out of boxes. We've never had a box shortage.

I'm wondering how much stuff we can fit in the back of truck as I'm debating on packing two or three PJ sets for each kid.

Sigh. Back to work.

30 Days Away

That's right. In less than 30 days we'll be driving cross country to our new assignment, stopping to see the Air Force Museum and Mount Rushmore along the way.

Between now and then we have more things to do than we have time for and it's beginning to take its toll. This morning JG and I went to Bolling Air Force Base to take care of some outprocessing and we stopped at Starbucks before heading back to work. I tell JG that sitting there "relaxing" is stressing me out because we have so much to do.