I have a strong feeling that it will be impossible for any sort of slab construction work to be done this week. Even with a pump - how can they pump out water from the hole/plumbing areas while it simply fills up again from the rain?
We had a rental inspection this morning. It went well for such an event but I simply cannot wait to be once again dwelling in a house that is ours - minus such intrusions as 'rental inspections'... I find them very stressful and always struggle emotionally with the concept of someone "checking up on me"... We have never had a bad report from a rental house but it is the concept that I really really dislike...
The other stress inducing activity this week has been digging out the winter clothes for the family. Due to the fact that we were supposed to be in the new house by winter - I had happily packed away the warm clothing... in the garage... where it is so full to find things in its depths requires a stiff drink :)
So a huge accomplishment / feat - deserving of an award - is getting out and ready the winter clothing... Not only do the kids no longer fit half the clothes (mammoth sorting ordeal), but I needed to re-wash every single item due to the dustmite allergies.
So for the past several days, my house has been full of damp, winter clothing that refuse to dry because of the wet weather... (note - I have no clothesline in this rental unit - our patio suffices usually but the constant rain even prevents that option this time). We have had to squeeze around multiple hanging racks to eat meals at the small dinner table... I have repacked, resorted the lone cupboard (for three kids) so that clothing will fit inside it - and still have further items to sumhow find room for (jumpers are sooo bulky compared to summer items)... I think I deserve a medal... or a degree... or something... please?!
Yes this week I am clearly struggling with STILL being in this unit... Especially when the original plan (if even was remotely stuck to) would have had us happily in our new home by now... With a dryer (oh I miss you precious dryer)...
I am still traumatized by the ordeal of a "supposed few weeks to get through council that became a torturous 4 months"... This further delay onsite is causing flashbacks now to that earlier struggle that I have obviously not yet worked through or found peace with.... I am calling it "waiting trauma" - where seemingly endless, painfully slow days become weeks... that then blend together and became months and months... hmmm.... I am not ready yet to tell that story... That will be another post...
I suspect I will need some sort of therapy when this is all over? I must make a mental note to allow myself to 'debrief', and acknowledge the pain of this process / fall apart even - when we finally reach our destination... our new home... Just so I can then move on with enjoying it properly...
Sounds dramatic I know... It certainly feels this way today... Just being honest...
Thanks for reading (and for all you who are supporting us - it makes a difference to this journey to have you there :) Please comment if you can... It encourages me to know that you've visited... staying tuned in... Maybe its just my ego... hmmm... no pressure :)
Maybe I'll get my funny man to share a light fun story from our adventure next post, to contrast this one... Stay tuned for a laugh or two :)
I hope to have some good news to share sooner than later :)Until then, PEACE.... yes even in the midst of rain, storms and life :)))