I'm sooooooo done unpacking. Ok, not literally, but spiritually, I'm done. I have spent all week busting my butt trying to get all this shit put away, plus working two of the days, it's been hectic. I'm not done by a long shot. I still have a ways to go and every time I think I'm almost done.... more boxes appear! It's like some wicked kind of magic.

I had opened all the boxes and realized that the box with all John's work uniforms was missing. I panicked. I know there is nothing left at the other house except for the left over garage sale stuff, so it's not there. I think I rechecked each box about 4 times... nothing. After some careful thinking I came to the conclusion that someone must have accidental placed that box in the attic. Now, understand that I had just PACKED the attic. Oh joy. So yesterday I pulled everything out of the attic on a mad hunt. TA DAAAA, found them, thank God. I also realized that the attic is ginormous! So I was able to put it all back in a much more organized fashion. OH, and after I had gotten a flashlight so I could see all the way to the back, I saw that the owners had left a big plasma tv in there... PAYDIRT!! WOO HOO, how cool is that?!!? Not so cool as it turns out. I crawl back there only to realize that the screen is all smashed up. Darnit! Oh well. Anyway, the attic is all neatly put together. Now I just have to find room for the rest of this crap.

I've already found 4 large boxes of stuff to purge for garage sale. That's good right?? Not to mention all the stuff I got rid of pre-move. I don't know how I became such a pack rat. I like "things"! Then when I'm done getting everything out of boxes, a lot of it has to be reorganized. My kitchen is just not working for me. I have to adjust a lot of stuff. My goal is to have the house in order and presentable to the public by next weekend.

I still have such a long to do list. Finish Calli's kindergarten registration which includes getting a physical for her, and a birth certificate since hers is not where it's supposed to be. Sign the kids up for the rec program so Nick can play football. Sign them up for the reading program (which sign ups are tomorrow - someone remind me). Figure out all our bills, set up the filing cabinet and get on a schedule. And get Nick's social security forms filled out. Now I know you don't care about any of this, but I'm writing it down for me not you, so you can ignore this paragraph. LOL There's so much more... I think I need to sit and write it all out.

Holy STRESS BATMAN. Speaking of stress. John's blood pressure has been through the roof and they have put him on some meds, including xanax. Oh Yeah Baby!! Bought damn time. Hopefully it'll calm him a little bit.

Damn, totally forgot what I was just about to say... arg, it's probably cause I'm so damn tired. A very crazy week, and then at Shell's till 3:30 or so and going to sleep about 4:30 and getting woken up at 7:30. (all times are AM) LOL I don't work well on 3 hours of sleep. I need at least 8. So I'm wiped. I really wanted to take a nap today, but it just didn't happen.

Today was father's day. I got up and made John a big breakfast. In the afternoon, we went to pick up our new friends. Now I know I've said no more animals, but .... but,.... but.... as new members to mom's bird club, we were told about a couple that had 2 yellow hooded amazons that needed a home. They were no longer home enough to care for them and wanted to find something better. We went to see them and packed them up. LOL They are BIG talkers. Holy crow. They sing, they making kissing noises, say hello, night night (when they want their cover on to go to sleep) they say "I can talk, can you fly?" HA wise asses. They have a 40 phrase vocabulary right now that we hope to expand on. We were originally only going to take one, but they are said to be siblings and had been together since birth. I feared the separation would kill them (totally possible in big birds). So, we thought we'd try it out with the two and see how it goes, if it doesn't work, we'll find a home for one of them. They are very sweet and handelable. Even being as scared as they were with the move, we were able to hold them. Very cool. We need to work on their names though. I'm being told that at 6 years old, it's to late to change them, but Trinidad & Tobago... No thank you. I told John maybe we'll just shorten them to Trinny and Tobby or something.

Ok, fingers are cramping. I will really try to post more often. Cause, ya know, my boring life is just so captivating! HA!