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Monday, May 17, 2010

Why I'm Feeling Arthritic

So we currently live in an old farmhouse.  I think I've mentioned this and that our plan is to eventually tear it down and put up one of those manufactured houses (not the trailers).  Anyway, we love our location out in the country, but I hate this house and all the wood paneling it holds within.

Lately I've been so frustrated that the kids share our room and there are no doors, so the dogs wander in and out, it feels dirty, etc.  And I'm a freak about having dirty sheets!  Well, we have never really used the upstairs for anything but storage because there's not bathroom up there.  However, upstairs there's actual drywall, doors, closets, etc.  One room we already recently made into a "smoke lounge" for my husband since he doesn't smoke in the house.  Well, I decided it was time to move upstairs because I wanted a real bedroom and I wanted the kids to have one as well.

Try moving a king size bed upstairs in a house with a small doorway for the stairwell access.  It was torturous.    Moving all the stuff upstairs has made me feel like an old lady.  My joints are killing me and I'm covered in bruises.  But was it worth it?  OH YEAH!

Now the kids share a room and I have my own room and we all have doors!  Last night was very lonely, though because I go to sleep before Nick and the kids were in their own beds.  I had the whole room to myself and fell asleep watching Fatal Attraction.  But it felt strange.  On the other, I was shocked and amazed that L has been able to sleep upstairs two nights in a row without waking up!  Since about four months of age, he's slept in bed with us.  I thought it would be really hard for him, but apparently having his own bed next to his sister's bed made it all okay.  And he has slept in later than usual as well (of course today A felt the need to wake him up.)

Then, I was proud of myself because today I figured out how to move the dish network wire to the upstairs bedroom.  I didn't want to make more holes in the floor, so I had to figure out how to cut the wire and put a new tip on it.  Anyway, job done!  And no exorbitant fee paid to the dish people! 

Now if I could just get the motivation to move the rest of the stuff upstairs, I will be done and it will feel like a real house... after having lived here for almost 7 years.

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