This is just a rambling of words. I'm just feeling totally overwhelmed with all this building and having to move soon. The days keep ticking away and the shop is still nowhere near ready. DH recalls around the beginning of June, when we were trying to decide when to put our house on the market, asking the builder - will the shop be ready by the end of July?! (since it was supposed to be done by end of May). Oh for sure, he said.
The inside should be finished painting today. A couple months ago when the plumber came to do the rough in work he asked DH what kind of sink he was putting in the vanity and DH said a deep sink, so the plumber said the vanity will be a kitchen style, not a bath style, to accomodate the deep sink. Yesterday morning he calls, as he's supposed to come back out now. He wanted to make sure the vanity was installed and hole cut. Um no.....we thought the builder coordinated that with you? And our builder (who has had our plans since forever) says "oh you're having a vanity? Yes, the bathroom has a sink, a shower and a toilet and hookup for washer and dryer. It's in the plans. What the heck are we paying him for if we have to do all the coordinating. I kind of tried to be funny with him and said, sorry, but we don't know how to install a vanity or cut the hole ourselves.
DH hurt is knee pretty badly yesterday, so now we have that to deal with. With all the water lines being dug up the property is a big mess again and he stepped wrong and twisted his knee out and he kept trying to work through it yesterday and it kept giving out on him. I tried to make him keep his leg up in the recliner with ice last night, but he spent most of the evening walking around talking on the phone (still trying to find an electrician). He can't sit and talk on the phone at the same time and I got annoyed and said you need to sit down and rest that knee. Of course this morning it's swelled up and quite painful and I know he'll just make it worse by being on it all day again today.
The well pump got installed. It will be powered up tomorrow to check for leaks. The propane guy stopped by. At least we found out he could do a temp set up with it above ground, if the site isn't ready yet for it to be buried and then we can bury it later. He's also got a guy scheduled for a few days mid month to epoxy the shop floor. Did I mention we still need to find an electrician? The couple of electricians he has talked to so far what to charge even more to finish the rest of the job, than the electrician we had bid for the whole job.
I went to the city yesterday to work on some more bids. I first stopped at the cabinet lady's place to try and light a fire under her butt. Her excuse now is she's having computer problems. I also told her I need her to send her layout to the granite place, so they can redo their bid. I also stopped at another granite place to get a bid started, but it sounds like this one will be more expensive, plus she doesn't really carry any of the granite color I am looking for. I want browns and creams. Apparently that is out of style now. Everyone wants grays and whites. I will have to check back with the first granite place we visited last January and see what their stock is now, as they had lots of what I wanted back then.
Then I went to a carpet place the builder uses a lot. Talked to Bob. Bob is a super nice guy. Everyone should be more like Bob ;) He's working up a quote and I'm really hoping the builder is right and it's lower than the one we got months ago from a different flooring place.
Last two stops was Walmart to pick up some "work socks" as DH has worn his out. Then the grocery store to stock up on water and a couple other things. Finally got back home early afternoon. Found an email from my son, asking if I could scan him his social security card, as he needed a copy of it to accept a job. In my overwhelmed state of mind I couldn't remember where I would have put his card (kept with our cards) since we moved. I know where I kept it in our old house in my desk, but it wasn't in that little file drawer. DH needed me to come out to the property and bring his shop vac, so I sent DS an email that I would have to look for it, but get it to him as soon as I could. He did email back with a Thank You! I then recalled that after we moved here and bought a big safe, that I had put all that stuff inside. I don't know the combination! I thought when we bought the safe I had saved it in my phone notes. Nope. So, I called DH to ask him the combo and he was so very overwhelmed with 20 things going on at the same time he just choked up and said "I can't even remember the combo to it right now". I said don't worry about it, we can do it tonight when you get home. Later, after we got home he gave me the combo and I put it in my phone and he reminded me where we had "hid" the combo and safe paperwork. I was able to scan and email it to DS. I also added to him in the email that I hope all is going well for him. No reply back after that.
It was 95 yesterday. Any time I had to stand out in the sun while at the property yesterday afternoon was so hot. I just can't do that kind of heat. It was much better standing in the shop, but even with all the openings it still smelled like paint. I fell asleep on the couch last night at 8pm and woke up at almost 10pm to go to bed.
Today, the drain field is supposed to get dug and septic system installed. Oh, and then we found out yesterday afternoon that the county planner guy is quitting. OMG. He's like a one man show for the county. He's the one who will have to inspect and approve our septic system. The excavating guy and the propane guy had both just heard. It does sound like he has given notice, rather than just up and quitting, so we need to get this septic done very soon so there are no delays getting it signed off. I don't know what this county will do without him.
The stone mason guy is a whole other story. He apparently had a melt down yesterday. That's a story for another day. Stonework around the bottom of siding is the least of our concerns at the moment.
I also have today off work. So far all I feel like really doing is crawling back in bed and burying my head under the covers. When I have too much to do I tend to get nothing done.