unpacking and a Sukkah

Well, hopefully I will post a picture of it before the holiday is over...but we built most of our Sukkah yesterday. Usually Eric builds these beautiful pergolas (pergolai?) or other long term garden devices and then we toss on some temporary walls and a temporary roof...but this year we finally acknowledged that we have left one too many of those behind. So, now we have a lovely kit Sukkah that we put up yesterday. Today Eileen and I will be buying some burlap to make the roof. Got to say, it is not as secure looking as the pergola in C. Springs, but it is a thing of beauty that we can take with us. Anyway, the kit is from Sukkah Soul and looks like their advertising photo.

We had been at 49 boxes and holding for a while. But, yesterday evening Eric went through many boxes while I tried to convince Eileen to sleep...(which takes up approximately 3 hours of my waking day at this point...ARGH). He was looking for our irons (the back up that I bought awaiting his iron in C. Springs, and his iron. They were both in an office box of mine. But, we are definitely seeing progress on the boxes. Down to probably 40 book boxes and still have shelf room. YAY. But, we will need to construct a storage device in the garage for things like my old office files that I don't yet need access to, but might want at some point if I have a lot of work coming in.

For those who don't know or have forgotten, I have a love of ironing that seems irrational on many levels. Can't wait for freshly ironed sheets tonight!

the move that never ends

We're all worn out here. We spent two weekends ago in San Diego with my family. Good times were had by all! (I hope -- and statute of limitations has run out if they weren't)

Eileen brought home her first little bug from school. Left her so drained one day she actually fell asleep standing up with her head resting on a chair (I was taking her temperature). Eric and I have been battling it too. Yuck.

Otherwise, we still can't get Eric's car in the garage because we have 48 book boxes there. Ugh. So today Eileen and I bought some shelves from an office supply store (I have had it with buying furniture grade shelves, they always warp if you will them with books -- apparently they are more made for housing your decorative tissue paper collection) which arrived today. I ran into the garage and cut open a box...no good, stuff from his office, not a clue what he wants done with that. Okay, another box...no good....geez -- 5 boxes later, I find one with some actual books in it (as opposed to old school notebooks or gifts for occasions when we don't have time to shop or something). So, I start to look at that and realize that most are his and I am perfectly willing to shelf them or not as he see fit. Here is to hoping that he can take a day off and I can park Eileen somewhere and we can just tear through those boxes.

a garageful of boxes

Eileen is potty trained. Okay, that has nothing to do with the garage, but it does in a way. She tried it three days before that shipment (including the washer and dryer arrived). She is still not sleeping...and really curious about everything. I am overwhelmed and making no progress. I guess I will put her in day care for a day next week -- between school, and doctor's appointments, and volunteer work, it looks like Friday...somehow these last 50 boxes are scarier than the ones from the Netherlands.