Yesterday was one of those imperfect days in the whole plan of things. I had to go to work so left a list of things I wanted done before I got home. Nothing got done. Apparently The Boy didn't want to do anything except kill people on Assassin's Creed (a video game I really don't condone, but I was talked into in a weak moment, assured by friends that it really wasn't all that violent, "not all the violent" has different meanings to non-pacifists than it does to pacifists). This also means that The Boy did not shower, change out of his pajamas, do the cat box (it was his day in the rotation of things), of do any of the piles of laundry we found cowering in corners in his room.
Of course confronting The Boy also made the oldest daughter run away. There are days that I miss her not having a car. Of course days that she does have a car outnumber days when she didn't, but either way, it meant that The Middle Child had to deal with her brother. Which means that she didn't. It is rather hard, though, to deal with someone when they lock themselves away in their rooms and put their headphones on.
Someone did come over to look for at the piano today, but they were a bit disappointed that one of the keys didn't work. When I mentioned that it was an easy fix that could be done when they had the piano tuned (which hasn't been tuned in probably 10 years or more) she hemmed and hawed and said she would call me if she decided to buy it. I'm only asking $250 for the piano and it is worth much more for the shape it is in. The one key can easily be regulated when the piano is tuned. It's something I could fix if I had the right tools, but would be better if a qualified technician fixed. I'm a bit sad to get rid of this piano as it is a lovely instrument and I loved playing it. However, it just isn't being used at the moment nor do I see the possibility of it being used anytime in the near future. Plus my spouse has threatened divorce if we ever move the piano again in his lifetime. Not to mention that I would have to get all new friends as no one wants to be friends with someone after they have had to move their piano.
Meanwhile, we have gotten rid of a desk and the Papasan chair. It feels good to "release things into the wild." The people who were going to pick up the headboard never showed, so that may end up going to the thrift store. I need to make a run there anyway as I have quite a collection of little things that are needing to be home at someone else's home. More random objects being freed.
I've been reading a book by Tsh Oxenreider (whose first name seems like a minimalist version of Trish or Tish, but her last name makes up for it. Perhaps she should consider changing it to Xnrdr :) ) called Organized Simplicity. I've only just started thumbing through it at this point, but I'm liking some of her ideas. I'll be reporting back on the things that I utilize or ponder utilizing once I've moved.
One other stressful event from yesterday was that the house that The Spouse was supposed to look at was rented from underneath us, so we are back to looking. Or rather, I'm back to looking and sending him e-mails with houses I like. It doesn't help that his idea of the perfect house and my idea of the perfect house are two different things. I want quaint, charming, older, light, wooden, with a big kitchen. He wants new, spacious, large, dark, with a space for his computer. The two things we can agree on is that we want smaller than what we have now (2400 sq ft) and in a decent neighborhood. I'm one of those that can live anywhere for a year or two (or maybe three) as long as the neighbors aren't drug dealers and wielding guns. (BTDT have the anxiety to prove it.) I found a few houses today that I hadn't seen before and one of them is just perfect and I think will meet both our major desires. The big thing is trying to get him to find time to go see these houses. I know he has work, but I am so ready to move and I know his company is wanting him out of the expensive hotel. I'm at that point where I feel like I'll never get out of here even though we've set a sort of exit for the first week in May. Keep your fingers crossed that he can find something and we can agree on it. I would love to find something we both like without me having to go up there again.
So today's agenda is to finish up The Boy's room that was supposed to be done yesterday, make a trip to the thrift store for a drop off, and start working on my bathroom. One of the problems I am having with that is that The Spouse has many sharps containers from when he used to use needles for his diabetes. I have no idea where I can take those for proper disposal. It was something he was supposed to figure out over two years ago when he went on a pump instead of daily injections. There is a program in our county, but it means I have to be the one to implement it and get rid of them. Hopefully I can take care of that tomorrow. I also need to clean out the dresser in my bedroom and list it on Craigslist. It's an antique and has the original mirror so hopefully I can get it sold.
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