On the Verge.......

It has been a long couple of weeks full of anxiety, drama and exhaustion. We were supposed to close on our house on the 15th of August and by Wednesday night of the 13th we knew things were not going well. Very, very long story short we ended up putting all of our things onto a moving van and having them store it for a week while we stayed in a hotel until the 22nd when all of our things were to arrive at 9 am. When we showed up to the house to meet the truck it was not a pretty sight with the garage still being cleaned out and many things left to do still. I spent the 1st week in our house surrounded by workers finishing up our house. I had a 3 page list of things that needed to be finished/fixed---not having shower doors is just one of many things that we encountered that 1st week. We have become quite close to the 2 contractors that were in charge of the subs and the finish work because we hung out everyday while they worked on our house. I fed them dinner one night and we would bring home donuts from the store for them. To add to the already crazy existance we were living we also ended up having Jordyn's birthday party on Saturday the 30th and then a Labor Day party that Monday at my house--both of which had 19 kids and 12 adults at!!!!!!!! That's what having a swimming pool gets ya! :)

The closing on the house was also another ordeal and we actually moved in without having closed on the house. We finally closed on the house on Wed the 3rd of September and by then I was on the verge of a mental breakdown. We still had unfinished work and things were taking forever and subs kept not showing up and so after we signed on the dotted line I showed up at my Foreman's house (he is building just down the street) and just went off. Nathan had to smooth things over and another long story short--- there was much crying, yelling and cursing on my end. By the end we were laughing about how I was going to bring back a bullet with their names on them as a souvenir from San Diego for each of them. Side note it is now the 8th and those things still aren't done-----smiling, keep smiling....everything is going to be great!

Back to Wed, so luckily Nate had booked a trip to San Diego a couple of weeks ago for our annual Birthday/anniversary weekend away knowing that we would be needing it with all of the house drama. Nate's sister that just had a baby 4 weeks ago crazily agreed to watch the kids so we could go. Anyway, I had just had this huge fight with the builders and still had to come home and pack and get the house ready for Jenny and her family. They were coming to spend the night because we had to leave for the airport at 5 am. I went into my closet to pack and ended up just laying on the floor crying with my youngest laying next to me tickling my arm. What a sweet little girl I have. It was time to put the kids to bed so I pulled myself together and got them tucked in and kissed goodbye and then decided to go and relax in the hot tub instead of packing. Jenny and Rick finally arrived around 9 pm that night and I held little baby Cade long enough to heal my soul enough to go and pack. Holding a sweet little baby really can do wonders for the heart and soul.

So in the end or sort of end........I'm still here! I'm alive, my kids are alive, my husband is still alive , although I don't think all of this did any good for his ulcer (or his truck--another story) we have a beautiful home with the most amazing view and it is truly awesome having a pool and hot tub and I will live to tell of another day.