The warehouse guys have been here and gone. We now have (AFAICT) all our stuff back now. They even emptied the spare bedroom of all the stuff we had piled in it, so as soon as we reassemble its contents, we'll have a spare bed again. Well, technically, we've had a spare bed all this time as we have a sofa-bed in the living room, but as
sps has discovered, that's far from ideal.
The basement, of course, is a complete mess but we aren't going to worry too much about that until Monday. Early next week we'll work out a battle plan for moving
taxlady's office back into the basement, and figuring out how to lay out the contents of the laundry room.
Speaking of
taxlady, she's rather frazzled right now. June 15th is one of the two big tax deadlines of the year, so she's working full out to get stuff to people by Friday. Having everything delivered today wasn't really the best of plans, but the warehouse people weren't willing to hold it for us any longer for 'free'. (ie, the insurance wasn't going to cover any more storage). In fact, she hasn't slept yet since yesterday. She has one more client file to put together (which she is doing) and then she'll collapse until this evening, I'm sure.
Me, I'm pretty much toast too, as I was up extra early, and have been running on little sleep for the last three or four days. I think I'll be hitting the sack early tonight, for sure.
The basement, of course, is a complete mess but we aren't going to worry too much about that until Monday. Early next week we'll work out a battle plan for moving
Speaking of
Me, I'm pretty much toast too, as I was up extra early, and have been running on little sleep for the last three or four days. I think I'll be hitting the sack early tonight, for sure.