And there I was

all ready to be home, never once giving any thought to the million boxes that needed to be unpacked. Y’all remember the those, of course you do. You have an awesome memory, unlike moi, who could only think of sleeping my own bed again. Sheesh


Oh yes, my dear internets I know this post about coming home is a bit overdue, but look I have all these great, no super duper good, okay just 10 reasons for putting it off…

First when we got home, it smelled really weird, varnish and paint and grout and closed up/not lived in kind of weird (not to be confused with old people smell weird)

Second I had to go to work the next day. Yeah, yeah I know I’m working from home now and one would think that would be better and easy. Not quite easy…ya see you can’t leave your desk for too long between files. Holy Cow what if someone emailed or called and you didn’t answer for what could be considered “too long” than you would have this whole “what were you doing” kind of thing issue and well better leave the homework for after working hours. No seriously!

Third all the work was not complete-ie cabinets weren’t stained, stove/microwave/washer/dryer/hot water heater not in (no bathing for a few days)

Forth once the above was finished it was time for me to go “train” for my job. I know trudging out during rush hour sucked. I mean come on my dear internets I hadn’t driven for some time (think October y’all) OMG the crazy people on the roads thought the speed limit was really, really slow, but you and I know it’s not.

Fifth the stove finally got in and then wouldn’t you know it Beloved expected ME to use it. You can find a shot of hat first meal cooking over here. Heck I still haven’t figured out how to use all the fancy buttons and gadgets on it.

Sixth now that I was trained (half a$$ed) I was busy performing my new work duties. Freaking out cause I needed supplies and having to figure out what I needed and ordering it and trying to set up my office efficiently, trying to get a routine going and the stress of all that on my weak self. Geeze, ya know? (don’t answer that)

Seventh, so there I was before and after work trying to unpack kitchen crap, find new homes for it. The boxes were not marked for contents and many contained a mishmash of stuff, of which I have weeded through and now have 3 boxes of junk to get rid of. I think I have unpacked it all. Whew!

Eighth I’m going crazy with trying to find crap and thereby move it to where I now think it should be. My poor family thinks I’m just a crazy a$$ed lady who wants to keep the whereabouts of everything kitchen related a secret. But that is so NOT true, really it’s not. Cause someone other then me needs to sweep all this tile!

Ninth laundry had to be done. Of course I had to learn how to use the new washer and dryer and then I had to show baby girl, she was scared of ‘em. Between you and me I don’t blame her one little bit.

Tenth, I bet you thought I would never get here. I have had to sleep and use the toilet and bathe, not that I have shaved my legs at all this whole year, but soon my Beloved, I will.

Okay so where are the pictures you ask, well ya did, didn’t ya? Now that I have all the above outta the way I can wrap my mind around making things pretty and then I’ll show you all. There are some "during" photos scattered at my 365 Views by Me blog.

Oh did I mention all the books I had to read (How to Manuels) and all those warranty cards that needed filling out and mailing…

Oh but it all is so much fun, like being a newlywed and all that neat discovery stuff.