action! action! we want action!
i haven't been able to post or check up on blogs in days. i feel untethered. i've stolen a few minutes now by begging off the ride to the airport to drop off my father-in-law. but my brother- and sister-in-law are still in our carriage house, and i'm sure before long they'll troop over, and there'll be coffee to be made or at least juice to be poured and small talk to be made and all i want to do (besides catch up on blogland) is to crawl back into bed and pull the covers over my head but only to just below my ears, so i can hear the rain on the windows.
my father-in-law came for the weekend to check up on us but also to help lay the trim on the new floor in the carriage house. instead, my in-laws' condo was flooded by a backup of the sewer thursday night, so justin and my fil spent friday meeting with the insurance adjuster and tracking down the responsible people in the condo association and no work got done. friday night, we went to sokolowski's for pierogies and then to the cavaliers' game, which was fun although a little disappointing as lebron james was having a substandard night - i think he only scored 16 points (by comparison, a couple of games back he scored 30 in the first half).
yesterday, instead of getting the trim laid, the entire floor was brought up again and is now about a third of the way relaid. did i mention this is the third laying of the floor? frustration is high and tempers are hot. justin's aunt and uncle came over after dinner last evening and it was a nice evening of his rich, republican uncle and i debating, well, everything, but then when they left justin and i got into a far too public fight in front of his family, which ended things on a sour note.
on the bright side, justin's brother and his wife now want to sell their sewer-flooded condo and may want to rent our carriage house. they would be low-key tenants, and our schedules are such that we'd never be here at the same time, plus it would save us having to look for someone new and appropriate to rent it - if and when the floor ever, ever gets done. so there's that.
i know our fight last night was in part because it was 11:30, and we were worn out from all our manual labor yesterday, and because we were deeply discouraged to be starting back from square one (or rather, slat one) with the floor. and yet, it's more than those things. we're in a holding period.
we're waiting to hear about whether i get accepted for school. if i am accepted, i may be in a holding pattern until summer if it's too late to start in january. when i go back to school, justin will then probably put off his schooling for a couple of years. i'm stuck in a holding pattern with my job until i get through school. we're in the too-familiar inter-pregnancy period. we don't have a baby at home. i got my period, yea, but we can't start, you know, doing anything yet. and we're not entirely decided about, you know, doing anything yet or waiting until december or waiting until january or waiting until february. hold, hold, hold. i'm so tired of holding.
my father-in-law came for the weekend to check up on us but also to help lay the trim on the new floor in the carriage house. instead, my in-laws' condo was flooded by a backup of the sewer thursday night, so justin and my fil spent friday meeting with the insurance adjuster and tracking down the responsible people in the condo association and no work got done. friday night, we went to sokolowski's for pierogies and then to the cavaliers' game, which was fun although a little disappointing as lebron james was having a substandard night - i think he only scored 16 points (by comparison, a couple of games back he scored 30 in the first half).
yesterday, instead of getting the trim laid, the entire floor was brought up again and is now about a third of the way relaid. did i mention this is the third laying of the floor? frustration is high and tempers are hot. justin's aunt and uncle came over after dinner last evening and it was a nice evening of his rich, republican uncle and i debating, well, everything, but then when they left justin and i got into a far too public fight in front of his family, which ended things on a sour note.
on the bright side, justin's brother and his wife now want to sell their sewer-flooded condo and may want to rent our carriage house. they would be low-key tenants, and our schedules are such that we'd never be here at the same time, plus it would save us having to look for someone new and appropriate to rent it - if and when the floor ever, ever gets done. so there's that.
i know our fight last night was in part because it was 11:30, and we were worn out from all our manual labor yesterday, and because we were deeply discouraged to be starting back from square one (or rather, slat one) with the floor. and yet, it's more than those things. we're in a holding period.
we're waiting to hear about whether i get accepted for school. if i am accepted, i may be in a holding pattern until summer if it's too late to start in january. when i go back to school, justin will then probably put off his schooling for a couple of years. i'm stuck in a holding pattern with my job until i get through school. we're in the too-familiar inter-pregnancy period. we don't have a baby at home. i got my period, yea, but we can't start, you know, doing anything yet. and we're not entirely decided about, you know, doing anything yet or waiting until december or waiting until january or waiting until february. hold, hold, hold. i'm so tired of holding.
posted by laura at 7:45 AM
2 Comments:
May you break free of the limbo phase in many ways soon. It's a hard place to be in but you have laid very good plans. Good things are on the horizon.
*hugs*
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