We will move into our first house this Friday the 7th.
As exciting as it is, it's also very frustraing.
We need to be out of the apartment tomorrow but Tony says the 5th, whichever, we will need to stay in a hotel for a couple days.
Yesterday I thought I was going to get to sleep in after packing almost the entire place myself, Tony was on board and getting up with the boys, I hear Tony yelling Konstance come here!
O CRAP! What NOW?
Our bathroom toilet was overflowing, and come to find out later in our day it was overflowing the entire night.
So at first we didn't think it was overflowing for to long and Tony headed out to the office with both boys in tow to get a shop vac, the old lady downstairs as we like to call her met him outside saying how did you not notice your "stool" was overflowing all night and my apartment is ruined.
Well lady we actually got to sleep an entire night.
Yes our 2 1/2 yr old still wakes up at night, so when he actually does sleep through the night, so do we.
After waiting hours for maintence and carpet and plumbers, we got the news that a piece was broke on the "stool" causing it to keep overflowing.
So our padding under the carpet had to be removed and even today I am left with carpet pulled up and a fan blowing on it.
(O and the carpet ppl told us the lady downstairs kept saying she was going to kill herself and all kinds of crazy stuff, so I am so glad we are moving)
It's really going to suck tomorrow trying to move everything out of the apartment with carpet people trying to fix everything.
So it looks like for a couple days we will be living at a hotel with all our belongings in our cars and on a trailer.
It's all worth it right?