Yes, there is a deleted post and No, I don't have new information and Yes, I will share as soon as I can and let you all collectively scratch your heads and wonder, "What was the big friggin' deal about that?". I am not trying to be the Queen of Secrets, but part of the deal isn't mine to talk about and since I am not sure what, if any place I have in this, I am keeping mum.
Now, moving on or, more accurately, moving out. Did you people know that when one replaces all the floors and paints all the walls, one must remove everything from said floors and walls first? Yes. I didn't know either.
I suppose I thought that some kind and benevolent furniture fairy came in and held sofas and end tables aloft whilst busy installation elves laid beauteous teak beneath... clearly, I need a reality check.
We have had to hire a moving company to haul our belongings away and into short term storage... and it isn't so much the big items such as books or artwork that cause us grief, it is the eleventy billion items of flotsam and jetsam, otherwise know as crap-which-must-now-be-dealt-with... AWESOME!
I am tempted to bitch slap the children's teachers... what is it with all the ultra presh-us artwork and poems? How am I supposed to part with any of this, and by the same token, how the hell am I expected to keep it all? There is just so. damn. much.
Also, if you have a smallish space in say, your bathroom, and you need to install a window lickety-split because you haven't had a window in there for 5 years and it tends to get, shall we say, a little eggy at times, but an odd size window will take anywhere from 6 - 8 weeks to fabricate and you are in a bit of a rush, well, go ahead and order a marine grade port-hole and own the Spongebob vibe.
The best part of all this, other than the unseasonably warm 90+ degree weather, is the fact that it must be done by Friday because we leave on Saturday for Hawaii. For a month. Stress? I hardly know you. HA!
Now, before you all get, "Hawaii for a month... the cow!" on me, let me point out that this means I am leaving a great deal of the remodel - the paint, the flooring and the tiling of the master bath (aka, The Mermaid Grotto) to the "good sense" of my contractor. Who is the patron saint of renovation because I am pretty much thinking that I have some candles to light.
I throw up a little in my mouth just thinking of all of that work happening without my constant and oh-so-helpful supervision.
But, I am really, really looking forward to Hawaii.
Let me just add that my mom lives in Hawaii, as well as a billion other relatives, so it is more than just R & R... it's the yearly family pilgrimage. Also, my mother's boyfriend is Chinese and we feel that for Eva, this time spent with him and our extended family is a natural way for her to be a part of her birth culture.
Me again... Hugh is here for 10 days before he comes over so he will be able to supervise the floor and painting... but, not really because he is at work during the day... so, my Mother in Law is on task!