Goodness, our schedule’s been thrown into a futher!
I was *sure*
The kitchen got thoroughly cleaned, the upstairs office got cleaned, the wardrobe referenced above was removed from my office (making *it* quite large and echoy, too, as it awaits the sofabed that will complete its decor), the living room has nearly been reclaimed and a bookcase completely filled with TBR books placed in it (making it seem much more like *our* living room). The concrete pad behind the house before our back garden turns into jungle has been cleared off, the potato bugs sent scurrying and the worms tossed toward the dirt, and all the boxes put into recycle bags to be put out on Thursday. It all looks quite nice. The bathroom still requires cleaning, and there’s a ton of laundry left to do, but I thought we’d tackle those tomorrow, leaving the house spit-polished for our guests’ arrival.
Except they won’t be here until the 12th. :)
I had just about decided that the clever thing to do would be just go right ahead and completely take the days they were visiting off from work, and really enjoy having company and hope that would recharge my brain a little. That’s clearly not going to be an option this week after all, because I really can’t take this week off to recharge and have next week off for socializing. Not with 70K to go. So that’s really the only futher, and it’s not much of one at all.
On the positive side, it means I can go hit one or two of the free introductory yoga classes that are happening over the next week, and that I won’t have to abandon them for the dance class that starts next Tuesday. _And_ Ted happens to have the 12th and 13th off, so we can collect them at the airport and on Thursday go up to Cashel and tromp around the Rock, which should be a fun day. :)