And our hell has just begun.
We are living in a pile of boxes. We can't unpack half of our kitchen stuff because the lower cabinets must remain empty until the counters are done. The range is in one corner of the dining area, the fridge in the other, and the dishwasher is on the patio (we're tossing that). That won't be back to normal for another 2 weeks (though I suppose between now and the day the counter is installed, we can put the fridge and range back in their places). During that time, we'll be without a counter or sink in the kitchen.
Our second bedroom is stuffed to the brim with boxes. I don't even know where to begin. I tried to re-hang the bedroom blinds last night and had to give up due to exhaustion/frustration, so we taped a sheet over the window. I haven't located half of my clothing.
The bunny can get up the stairs. Down is...and adventure. If he doesn't figure out the coordination soon, we may have to go find a stair runner so he doesn't slip, 'cause I don't want to live with a baby before we have a baby.
But the TV, stereo, cable, and DVR are primed and ready. Internet's active, I just gotta fight my way through the mountain in the 2nd bedroom to 1) find our wireless router and 2) connect it to the modem before we have access.
Ugh.
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