Monday, June 23, 2008

Where have I been?

You may have noticed I haven't really done a lot of posting lately. There's just so much going on that I haven't really had much time to focus on it.

I left my last job on May 31st, and began my new job on June 16th. In the two weeks in between, I worked my butt off trying to get ready for the construction that would soon began (and has since begun). I've had several evening meetings for my various committees; traded in my car (and the research that went in to getting a new one); had to put two cats down; and I've gone with The Hubs to the dialysis center so that I could be well-versed in that process.

Feels like an awful lot of drama/trauma in a short period of time!

Unfortunately I don't seen a quick end to it, although things may calm down some. We've had construction going on six days a week for two weeks (this begins the third week); he's racing to get the room ready for The Hubs dialysis. The room looks fabulous, by the way. That project will be finished the end of this week.

Then I have him coming back to start work on the bathroom and master bedroom; The Hubs never finished the renovations and we've lived in a half-assed done mess ever since. Hopefully by the end of summer much of that will be done. But of course, I have to completely empty out the rooms first.

So that's the scoop -I hope you don't bail out on me before I can begin concentrating again!!!


In the mean time, remember...


6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Forge ahead, it will all get done!

As Cape Cod Turns said...

I think it is a busy time for everyone!
I was wondering how the dialysis is going....

Anonymous said...

Oh my, you have certainly had way too much on your plate. Hope things get less stressful for you real soon. By the way, you forgot, you broke you toe. How's it doing?

Betsy, short for Elizabeth, formally known as Esther said...

Now I am tired. It is so amazing how the days literally fly by. It is so cliche but true...

Hang in there!!!

Queen Goob said...

Bail?

On you?

Not a chance, baby, not a chance!

p.s. sounds like you need a good box of wine!

Melisa Wells said...

I'm a lover, not a bailer.