productive and kicking ass

3-10-14

Kicking ass and taking names, peeps!

Based on how exhausted I was Friday, it is a wonder I got anything done this weekend. Hell, I even stayed up pretty late Friday night despite being dead on my feet, but Catching Fire was way more important than sleep.

Saturday got off to a slow start, but it finally started and we got some work done over at Eydie. I took 3 loads over to Steve while Ken worked on painting. I also had the boys help me in cleaning up the yard there and we got quite a bit done so that hopefully this weekend, and possibly over the course of this week, we can get the rest of the stuff there over to Steve.

There is still paneling that needs to be finished, along with some molding to be done, but it is coming along. Ken will put in a full day on Tuesday, and we will work this coming weekend, hopefully getting it almost done.

Yesterday we had to go through Steve’s garage. We need a place for the second fridge and also a spot for shelving that will be for pantry style items. This meant we went through about 6 giant boxes of stuff. A lot of this was taken to Savers. A lot of it was tossed. The rest was put either into circulation or packed into only one box of things like photos. It was a good bit of work done and it cleared out a large section of garage. YAY!

During all of this, I had the boys doing all of the laundry. I showed them how to use the machines and I had them switching it all out and getting it done. I would end up folding it all, but still, it was a great help. I am hoping to get them into the habit of doing their own laundry sooner than later.

Ken and I also took all the Christmas boxes and put them out in their own shed out back. This cleared out the catio and it makes for one more aspect of the move being organized. Hopefully we can get some more boxes gone through soon.

In addition to all of that, we cleaned the shit out of the boys’ room. It occurred to Bobby that his birthday came and he didn’t exercise his right to swap beds with Dax. Dax was less than thrilled since he prefers the top bunk and always has. They will stay this way until Dax’s birthday, or until Bobby figures out he isn’t as good at scrambling up to the top bunk.

Bobby and I sat down and went over his science fair project. He wrote out his question, hypothesis and a rough draft of the list of supplies needed. Hopefully we can get the volcano supplies this week and get the experiment started. It is due in 2 weeks and with us gone the weekend of the 22^nd, we really only have this coming weekend to get it done. It shouldn’t be too bad, and if we work on it through the week nights, too, it will be ok.

It is 79 degrees in the office this morning. I have both fans on. I am wearing short sleeves and a skirt, yet it is miserable. They keep upping the thermostat for the folks saying it is too cold. Never you mind they can wear sweaters and they all have space heaters. It makes more sense to keep the room at like 72 and it would allow everyone to be able to cope. Sigh. I have a feeling it will be another week in which I question humanity in its uncanny ability to produce complete fucktards.