Dragonflies, Butterflies & Lady Bugs

Muddy

I am tiiiiiired. And I didn't even do the bulk of the work. Jeff, Gabrielle and I took the hideous-ugly carpet out of the kitchen today, then scrubbed and scraped the floor to get rid of the glue residue left behind. Then Jeff filled in all the little nicks and holes with some kind of putty and now we're waiting for it to dry so we can lay the new linoleum, which Jeff cut using the old carpet as a pattern. This will probably happen in the morning. Then we get to go back to Lowe's, our new hangout, and buy a new toilet and sink, new wallboard and wainscoting, paint and various other goodies for the bathroom, which is the next project we want to finish while my mom is here.

I know we're getting things done, but it feels so slow and cumbersome, like slogging through three feet of mud while wearing a full denim jumpsuit and Doc Martens. We want to get the house on the market in the next week -- we are doing it without a realtor until Jeff leaves town -- and that feels impossible. It's not, but there's not much spare time. And factor in that I need to leave sooner than expected, well...

Ah, I wanted to really get a good entry in tonight, but I find that I really don't have it in me. I am too numb to do anything more than share a litany of our recent chores, and that even bores me so I will spare you all. I don't even want to draw the cards for today.

Sleep now.

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