packing

Mom came over yesterday. Every time she walked into a room I could her the expletive. There is a lot to do. She dug right in. A lot of it is just first impression mess. I kind of grazed through each room but not fully packing any. She fully packed the front room. She also took the fragile China with her to make sure it was delivered un broken.

She tackled the garage with me. We still have more to do. She said she would try to be back today, but has a dental appointment. I doubt that she will feel up to it after having her teeth drilled. Her back was hurting her from all the lifting and stooping while sorting and cleaning yesterday.

By four yesterday we were ready to call it a day. She treated the boys and me to dinner out. Trevor had a buffalo burger with a shake and fries. He then said he was still hungry. Against my advice Mom bought him another dinner of chicken strips and fries. Riley added a cup of soup to his meal. I had a chicken salad. Riley criticized the food until he was told that was very rude when someone else was buying. I appreciate my mom telling him, if I had told him to stop complaining it would have gone in one ear and out the other.

He took it to heart when the reprimand came from Gigi. I could see he was listened. He loves and respects his grandparents and appreciates the treats. He and Trevor wouldn't want to lose out on seeing them, or the treats. The boys have been asking all summer for their annual trip to the beach. I just haven't been able to schedule it with the hold up on the house. I don't even know if it will happen with the need to get moved and the old house cleaned and ready for tenants.

I will be so glad when this is all done. I just want to sleep a day away. Right now I can barely sleep at all with my mind going in a thousand directions. The property manager called and left a message for me to call her. I worry it is another problem. I can't move any faster than I am going. I am the homeowner aren't I? To put myself in a better mood I remind myself I am a woman of property, two properties to be exact. I am proud of that accomplishment.

Tom texted me that he loves the new house. I hope so, we sweated a lot of stress over the four months it took to get it. I still can't get over the view. the lights at night are beautiful. during the day the trees are so bushy with leaves the view is obscured in the summer. You have a complete sense of privacy. When you look out the windows there is not a house to be seen out back. The lot is twice as big as our old house. It feels monstrously huge, as the lot below us is also long and deep, giving the illusion of a much bigger back yard.

I can't wait to get the blackberries dealt with and begin landscaping. I can afford mowing the lawn. I may need another lawn mower, as I debate whether I need to leave one at the old house for the new tenants, or just keep it handy while I maintain the yard until the place is rented out. I am so thrilled with the new house and that potential basement space. Time is going fast now as the big truck is expected on Friday.