Limping along

This return to the house is taking absolutely forever. All I want is to get home. The last time we were in the house we discovered that all of the rooms are painted, inside doors are hung, cabinets were delivered but still in their boxes. Bathtubs are in and all the windows and we have a new furnace and a sump pump to keep the basement from flooding

The kitchen is a very bright yellow. I wanted a shade lighter but the husband wanted the brighter one. So brighter we went and it is bright. The living room is peach... not orange I learned my lesson in the rental house's craft room and its pumpkin color. We have a brown sofa and recliner on lay away which will go very nicely with peach walls.
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My craft room is the absolute perfect blue. A strong mediterrean blue that is the shade I wanted..exactly. My bedroom (the husband and I both snore and if we want to sleep we sleep in separate rooms) is the perfect moss green and the husband's bedroom is a watermelon kind of pink/red. I don't like it, but he does. The basement room are an off white while the bathrooms are a bright white and tile.

We had the dogs with us when we went through the house. They thought it was some kind of playground and went about on their own. We walk into my bedroom and there is Charlie making a poop. In the middle of my bedroom floor (rough flooring the good stuff wasn't down yet.). I guess Charlie was making his mark And Charlie who was so hesitant of steps that he had NEVER been in the basement of the house before the fire was now up and down those steps like he had been born to it. Surprisingly, Kali hesitated doing the steps and only with encouragement from Charlie did she join us in the basement.

THis time last year Chrlie was just recovering from a gastrointestinal infection so virulent that it nearly killed him. He was down to a pitiful 9 pounds, literally skin and bones and he should have been dead. But he didn't die and one day while Josh was frying eggs for himself, the on death's door puppy wobbled his way to him and Josh started feeding him eggs. Charlie greeted us at the door that day that dissolved me into tears. You would never know that Charlie was so sick if you see him today. He's tall and glassy and full of energy.He still takes my arm when he wants to take me someplace and I'm certain a good hard bite from him could break my arm but I know he would never break my arm or bite. He's just a big old cuddly thing that gets so excited each time I come home you would think I had been gone for years. He and Kali have been so good throughout this whole mess tho they are now frightened of fire trucks and any siren makes them freeze in place while they listen. At home, they can really stretch their legs and run, like deer and bark at birds, bees, clouds and anything else they want to bark at without me having to tell them they have to be quiet.

We've said nothing to the rental house neighbors as to when we will be moving. We've been getting the cold shoulder from them so there is no need for goodbyes.

I can't get home fast enough.

I wonder if I keep my eyes crossed till then that it will work magic and we WILL be in the house on the 25th.