Home Sweet Hotel

I have had the wildest, most blog-worthy week in a long time, and yet haven’t had a second to write about it. It’s killing me. I still don’t have time to write as it’s almost 10pm and I have to prep for teaching Kids’ Church tomorrow and need to prepare an AWANA lesson for 60 kids on Sunday night when I don’t actually have the materials in hand that I’m supposed to be teaching from. It will work out …

As soon as my masses of stuff arrived I was in no rush to surround myself with the mess. The urgency to get out of the hotel and into the house vanished instantly.

217 boxes of ugh.

Since I need to get back to my lesson planning and also really need to go to bed, I’ll give the summary in photos.

Camille’s room — notice how she put down carpets first thing? Even taking some of mine . . . hmmm. She’s my mini-me. She also has canopy curtains and Christmas lights to wrap around the top. She has big design plans for her room.

Where the boys intend to exist — I bet it still looks like this a week from now. Ack.

What the cat did all day. Wake me when it’s over.

The dog is the easiest and calmest he’s ever been — I think he’s hoping if we don’t notice him, we won’t send him back to the kennel.

Our level Expert movers –they were good! They even put together IKEA furniture that I thought might never fit back together again. Bless them.

And the pain begins when the movers leave. Tackling this mess from 8 until noon is what I’ve been doing all week. Then off to 5 hours of work at school that feels like a vacation in comparison. The transformation is happening though! To be continued . . .