Slowly coming together

The past 2 weeks have been so emotionally and physically draining.  More emotionally though. 

I've heard from many many people that if a couple can buy a house together, if they can deal and cope with that stress, then they can deal and cope with anything.

And I believe it.  Boy have we've been stressed! But I think we are handling it okay.

It has been a long road, and while the end is very near we just can't quite get our hands on it.

After getting the keys we decided that we want to paint before we move any furniture in because it would be easier. And it was, except it wasn't.  We completely underestimated the amount of paint we needed.  Word of the wise here - even if the walls were recently painted, if you are going with darker colors (which is anything other than white) count on needing AT LEAST 2 coats.  There were a couple that actually needed 3 coats. Or use primer. Live and learn. Live and learn... And painting a ceiling is such a pain in the neck - literally. I had trouble turning my head the next day.

And I do have pictures of the rooms, of the pretty pretty colors that I love love love. And I promise I will share. But I'm still just getting computer time on my lunch break since my evenings are driving home, getting kids fed, bathed, and in bed, playing catch-up with my laundry, and keep up with the dishes all while unpacking a box or two.  Robert was able to get the rooms painted during his week off of work, he just missed the bathroom and now is questioning my color choice so I have to come up with a new color for it or convince him on the gray again. He has been setting up computers, TVs, hanging closet shelving, replacing light switches and plugs, and finishing up moving stuff (we just have 'little' stuff left).  When replacing some plugs he found a couple outlets where there was bare wire just hanging there - fire hazard. Just crazy I tell ya.  He also had a whole saga on trying to hang his LCD TV for his computer monitor - no studs in the wall where he wanted to hang and the anchor broke and .... whole saga, poor guy.

I've decided - I don't like having to drive to work. I love my lazy commute of walking from the kitchen or bedroom or whatever to the office. LOVE IT!  Nothing like having to miss something to make you appreciate it that much more!

We have one more week of commuting kids to school and me to work, and then I get to do about 3 weeks of kid taxi juggling until the end of the school year.  The way I drive home is GORGEOUS though, and I have pictures of that too - hopefully - I'm pointing the camera towards the window and hitting the shutter. I hope some of those come out.

To top things off, today we go to court to testify as witnesses in a domestic abuse case. Fun fun...

(Just to be clear, that 'fun fun' was completely sarcastic. I am not looking forward to it, am very very nervous about it. And not just nervous about being in court for the first time ever!)