Well, to say the least, I have been on my wits' end with all of this house stuff. Carl has been working on the house so much, that we haven't seen each other very much. And, with taking care of the kids 24/7 making a pointless, disappointing trip to Tennessee, 3 8-hour trips to Ikea with kids and them not having what they said they had, the never-ending big bills from remodeling the house, on Wednesday, I finally broke. What did it take? One 1 hour and forty-five minute phone call with Ikea customer service about a missing cabinet that we ordered on October 24th that they promised they would ship for free as soon as it got back in stock and had not. During this conversation, it would take me 25-minutes to get to someone who could actually connect me, and I would get "disconnected" every time I reached someone who knew what they were talking to. After the last time, I kicked the wall. Not very hard...or so I thought...
Oops! That is when I decided to go down to Dothan to see my mom. Luckily I have a Mr. Fix-It for a husband, right? :)
So, I hung out with my mom and dad this weekend to get away from the house and actually see somebody during the day. It was so nice. Here are a few pics from the trip.
Miss Messy #1
Miss Messy #2. Do you ever feel like your kids need a bath after every meal?
These are before we left to go get Christmas pictures taken. They didn't want to smile then, but they smiled a ton when we got to the place. So, that's all that matters right?
Oh, and the last night I was there I backed into someone's car pulling out of the driveway. Here I had come to get away from all of the problems! Good times. Good times. Isn't life funny?
And, check the house blog b/c I just posted pictures of our somewhat finished bathrooms.
Oops! That is when I decided to go down to Dothan to see my mom. Luckily I have a Mr. Fix-It for a husband, right? :)
Miss Messy #1
Miss Messy #2. Do you ever feel like your kids need a bath after every meal?
These are before we left to go get Christmas pictures taken. They didn't want to smile then, but they smiled a ton when we got to the place. So, that's all that matters right?
8 comments:
Our sweet little Courtney, kicking holes in the wall. What spunk. I"m so proud.
I'm speechless... on a positive note, you can solace in the fact that I bet Job himself would have kicked the wall as well after all that.
Amber suggested that you NOT fix the hole in the wall and give it a special name.
Oh Courtney! I can't believe how stressful fixing that house must be! I am glad you got to go down to our moms house. It must be nice to have pretty close!
Apparently all those years soccer and kick boxing paid off...just not in the way I was hoping. Note to self: Have a wicked kick. Don't kick walls b/c they can't handle it. :)
poor court! what a week! i can't believe you kicked the wall! you didnt tell me that friday! too funny... hope you got to relax some. let me know next time you're down this way. We'll get the kids together so Cate can push Emma Jean around some more =)
Good thing it was the wall instead of Carl : 0
What that your apartment wall or house? We loved having you here and wished you would have stayed longer.
dude that sounds terrible. mental note never to remodel when i get my imaginary house.
that hole is in your rented apartment right?
thought moms comment was hilarious :)
holy cow court! you guys have been to hell and back with that house
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