I’m still fucking tired!

It’s a week later.  I’m still fucking tired.  FUCKING.  TIRED.

Between the house and work I’m getting my ass kicked.

One of my employees is in the hospital.  She acts as my opening manager for breakfast Monday through Friday.  Since she’s not there, I’m now opening for breakfast.  Which means instead of getting to work between 9:00 and 10:00 I’m getting there between 6:30 and 7:00.  Unfortunately, I’m not good at going to bed in a timely fashion so for instance last night I got to bed at 11:45.  I read for about 20 minutes and turned the light off around midnight.  The alarm went off the first time at 5:30.  You do the math.  That’s only 5.5 hours of sleep.  Not enough for most people.  ESPECIALLY not enough for me.  I hit the wall around 5:00 today and have never really recovered.  Luckily tomorrow is Saturday and I don’t have to be at work until 2:00.  This means that I can sleep late, except that Adam has given me chores to do before I leave for work tomorrow.  UGH.

I’ll try and post more tomorrow to get you up to date on the house.

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I’m Back!

We moved.

And damn am I tired.

We moved on April 27th.  It took all day.  We started around 8:00 that morning and finished around 5:00.  About five minutes later my boss showed up along with our friends Lisa and Michelle and we popped a bottle of champagne open and toasted our new house.  This was followed by dinner at the only restaurant we could find open at 9:30 on a Monday night.  We got home and fell into bed around 11:30.  I didn’t sleep a wink.  I was exhausted beyond belief but the new surroundings, the quiet, the dark was unsettling and I couldn’t fall asleep.

That was almost a month ago and now I sleep like a baby in our new home.  The dark.  The quiet.  The new surroundings.  They are all awesome.  But I’m still tired.  Every day that I’m off is spent working around the house.  Painting.  Gardening.  Installing cabinets.  It’s a non stop job.  Between that and running errands to facilitate getting more work done on the house it’s continuos.  Couple this with a still crazy work schedule and it’s no wonder I fall asleep on the couch every night waiting for Adam to come home.  It’s the reason I haven’t been blogging.  I haven’t had the energy to get up off the couch and compose two sentences.

Last night Adam told me his missed my blog posts.  That was motivation enough to start again.

So we continue to work on the house.  On Monday we’ll have been here four weeks.  We still don’t have a kitchen.  All of the cabinets have been installed.  Adam got a call today saying the countertops will be here on Wednesday.  After that we can schedule the plumber to come hook up the sink and dishwasher.  And we’ll have the electrician come and run the power for the new stove (there’s no gas in our new neighborhood).  With any luck within the next two weeks we’ll have a working kitchen again.  It won’t even be closed to finished.  But we’ll be able to cook and use it.

Keep your fingers crossed.

I’ll post pictures in the next couple of days so you can see what’s going on.

Here’s a teaser for tonight.

Kitchen

Here’s what our kitchen looked like after the demo.  Check out the amazing gingham wall paper and the linoleum floor.  The dusty rose paint was quite special as well.

On a positive note.  Adam and I paid our first mortgage payment today.  Only 359 more to go.