I have a deadline now, and I’m usually pretty good with deadlines.
The house, after some interesting deliberation, can now be declared as sold. The possession date that we agreed to is two weeks away. Not months, which is the norm, but weeks, which means that I have a lot of packing to do. I’m being offered lots of help from lots of different ends, and I’m not panicking yet. Maybe tomorrow. (Panicking and packing.)
My flooring will be installed starting Tuesday, the hardwood installers working alongside the tilers. The electricians were working to get most of the lights installed, and the head guy declared that he wanted to “electrify” the house. The countertops will be in by the end of this coming Friday, and I am pretty sure I will have a kitchen sink installed at that point, too. The fact that the duct work and plumbing are not completed is an issue that I will have to deal with this weekend.
The SOS that I sent out on Facebook resulted in so many extra hands; I am so grateful, I don’t even know what to say. I’d be lying if I said that I am not a bundle of nerves because of all the loose ends that need tying up, but I will deal with it. Lists help.
Yes, lists are very good. They remind me where I have to be when, and who I am doing what for, etc, etc, etc…very helpful when in fact I have to act as office secretary for one more week after the last temp called in sick four days in a row. If anyone is in need of a company that will hook them up with a few absolutely awful temp secretaries, let me know. (Grrrrrr….). I’ll also be using that week to pack boxes and make beeswax candles. Way back when, I bought a table for Elena at the Scandinavian Christmas Market, so she could sell candles to make money for her school trip to Québec. I’d like her to have at least $250 worth of stock to sell, and it looks like it just might happen.
It sure will be an interesting two weeks.