Well, this weekend the house felt more like a sick baby and by this morning I was all, “WHAT TIME DOES THE PEDIATRICIAN OPEN?!” We had a house call on Friday, home remedies all weekend and another house call this morning. By the time the week ends (I hope), I think she’ll be squared away with the basics. (Appliances fully functioning, plumbing, Internet.) It’s stressin’ me out.
Progress is being made, though. Slowly but surely. We celebrated a working washer and dryer by processing 4 jumbo loads of laundry . We celebrated the finishing of the den by opening a bottle of wine and curling up for a sci fi DVD on Saturday night. (Yes, with a film festival raging downtown.) Tomorrow the plumbers return for Round 2 of “correcting the previous resident’s shortcuts” and later this week we hope to have the new dishwasher installed. Just as soon as we buy one.
I’m jonesing pretty hard for a trip to IKEA, so that might happen one upcoming weekend if we can borrow or rent the right sized vehicle for the task. There are so many things IKEA has that are so inexpensive and delightfully simple. There is no peer in Oklahoma. Also, I am out of lingonberry jam.