January 7, 2006
A house will always be bigger than an RV
It is 11:45PM. This is the first time all day that I have sat down while not driving to/from somewhere. Wow, it feels good.
We’ve been moving all day, and some of the K family came to help us clean. Well, Dana cleaned but Alison pretty much moped around and sort of watched the babies. But Dana was a big help anyway; she got the bathroom damn near spotless! Still so much to do… make and post more yard sale signs, finish emptying and move the furniture into the front room, and seperating other junk into boxes by price. Cuz I’m not thinking about price tags or bargaining. Tomorrow Dana will hopefully do the kitchen (which is the worst tornado evuh) and we can move everything else in whilst running the yard sale and making trips to the thrift store. Um, and then we can finish cleaning. God help me. We have so much furniture to sell, including my favoritest couch ever which we HAVE to sell even though it’s designer and I’m not going to see a fraction of what it’s worth.
Le sigh. I better get back to work. Today was just really stressful and busy and I feel nervous. It’s a weird feeling because I’m normally accepting when a situation is honestly unchangable, but I think there’s still so much to do that we’ll have to not sleep to get it all done. I’m going to eat some more Crazy Bread and get back to work. Just think of 48 hours from now…