Moving

 Well, today is the day my folks return! We have missed them like crazy!!! Last night at dinner my 2.5 yo prayed "Papa home, Papa home. Amen!"  :o)  Now the plan has been that we would have our demolding and refinishing of the interior finished and would move back to our house when the came home. Is this the move we make today? No. Sometimes I wonder why we bother to plan. NOTHING ever goes as it should. The disasters that were hiding beneath our sheet rock were too much to conquer in 1 short month. *SIGH* So, my brother, T, has generously agreed to moving out of the basement and is moving to my brother J's house with his family (J has been an a lot of help on the house and I really appreciate him housing T also) . We are going to the basement. I am trying to be filled with gratitude that we have a place to stay and our own space but I am struggling with frustration. I hate moving and did not want yet another upheaval in the kids lives. Then there is the very limited kitchen downstairs...... with our diet cooking 3 meals a day is monumentous anyways, top that with a tiny kitchen and no dishwasher and you have a stressed out mama. Most of our food stuffs is packed away and what we didn't pack has been consumed.  To top it all off the kids and I have colds and I feel cruddy. I have such a hard time having the right attitude when I don't feel good. Sigh, probably an area I need to work on........ Anyhow, all that to say that the comp I have been using to post is upstairs in Mom's office so I will probably not be on here much until we move into our house.
 Well, off to hauling my stuff downstairs!