Overwhelmed

This is Jim and me from 1984.  Could I possibly look any more 1980's?

OK, holy moley ---- I don't blog for a few days and look at the comments!!  A special thank you to all of you "lurkers" out there (or at least the ones who fessed up).  It was nice to know you're there.

This is the post I would've done last night.  But I was too overwhelmed to even write a post.

We got back from the lake yesterday.

This is my house:

                              

The kitchen-- minus an oven, a cook top, a sink, a microwave and a floor.

But hey, it has a ladder!
               

This is the stack of bills that came with the 2-plus weeks of mail waiting for me:
              This is the rest of the mail that I have to go through, make calls on and file:
                                  

 This is Rigby:
        

This is a bag of food that needs to be put away, but is just sitting next to the fridge:
                                  

This is where an oven is going  -- some day:
                              

This is our fridge -- in the family room:
                    

This is my washer and dryer --- in the kitchen(sitting next to our 40-plus year old 2nd fridge (we've had it for over 25 years):
                                  

                                 This is my new floor in the game room:
               

 This is my laundry room, with a little bit of tile -- and no washer or dryer:

                                 

                           This is a look into the game room:

This is my family room and the back of the old ovens, which are too heavy for anyone to move out of the house.  Seriously.  I'm thinking they're going to tile around them and then we'll set the TV on them:

This - is - my - closet ----- do we all remember how much I hate clutter?  Really, really hate it?

This is the contents of a suitcase.  Sigh.
                                 

                                This is in my bathroom.  Ugh.

This is my clock.  It's been 12:58 for about 3 weeks now.  Just a battery -- that's all.  Would you think that's too hard to replace?  Evidently it's huge because no one in this house has lifted a finger to do it!

These are cinnamon rolls that I cam home to.  They're a bit petrified and upon further investigation I found out they've been sitting there for over 2 days.  I'm not really sure how they managed to survive 3 boys, but again, it seems too difficult a task to either eat them or put them away, or toss them.  Sigh.

I'm feeling better today.

This is my closet now (V helped me hang up the clothes):

This is the empty box where the bills were (V helped me get them done):

More importantly, here is my granite (and my new sink):

Here's another piece.  As you can see, the ladder is still there and the cabinet doors are still gone, but I'm thrilled with the granite:

I'm much better tonight.  

My microwave is back (it seems a worker took it because I'm getting a new one.  I guess it didn't occur to anyone that ONE cooking appliance might be useful around here until the new ones are put in).  The clock has a new battery (not that anyone stepped up to the plate on that one).  Someone did step up to the "plate" of cinnamon rolls.  I think they were tossed.  Or just moved to a new spot by one of the workers --- I'm not too sure.

Every time I get overwhelmed now I wander into the kitchen and stare at the counter tops.  Sigh (a good sigh).

V leaves tomorrow.

Excuse me, but I think I need to wander into the kitchen now and stare.  Sigh (decide for yourselves what kind of sigh that is).