Disappointment

I'm sitting here at the computer right now frustrated beyond belief and overwhelmed with stress. We were supposed to have been closed on both our houses at this very moment. We were supposed to be over at our new house tonight getting ready for the coming weekend of work. We are not.

As I sit here, our backyard is a mess from all the projects that have gone on over the last few weeks, Josh is under the house sawing into the pipe under the bathtub because the drain has clogged about a week ago and nothing we have tried has unclogged it. Apparently God thought we didn't already have enough on our plates. I have literally had about 1 shower in the past week. And it was rigged with the hose running out our front door in order to drain the water. I have been washing my hair in the kitchen sink and "sponge bathing". In addition to this, Bryce and Jayden are in the kitchen making a huge mess in order to make themselves dinner because the order from Taco Bell wasn't correct and they wouldn't eat it. First they started to make sandwiches and got out all that stuff. Somehow Jayden ended up pouring honey all over the counter as well as over the edge so that it dripped all down the front of the dishwasher. Now since that didn't work, they have moved on to oatmeal and I have no idea how much mess that's going to be. At this point it's more worth my time to go in and clean it up after they go to bed than it is for me to try and make them clean it. So much for being a good parent who teaches their kids to be responsible...

The babies are in their bed crying because they are tired and want to go to sleep but can't because the way to get under the house is through their closet. They have been extra cranky this week...I think because I have to wake them up early in the morning to take Bryce to school and wake them up from their afternoon nap in order to pick him up. Isn't the cardinal rule for parenting "never wake a sleeping baby"?

I'm incredibly stressed about the house thing. We had it all planned out perfectly and now "the best laid plans of mice and men have often gone astray". We had planned to have 10 days from closing to be out of our current house. We had planned closing to where we had 2 full weekends in there...the first weekend we planned to be at the new house and work. We had a bunch of helpers lined up for this. Then we figured we had all week to finish as much as we could before we moved. Then we had another full weekend in order to move out and ask for help again. Well, our moving weekend is still going to be the same, but we will have only a few days in order to get things done...both at the new house and the old. And now we've lost most of our help. Stress. Stress. Stress.

Now I have to figure out how to pack the rest of our house and get a new 1300+ square feet of new floor laid, and the new house scrubbed from top to bottom between Josh and I. In about 3 days. Maybe 4. I am fully aware that this is an impossible task. Stress. Stress. Stress.