Swamped

I had to bring the girls back to the apartment for lunch and naps.  They just won’t sleep except in their own beds (or ours).  There’s so much to do, and so little time.  I’ve gone over it a dozen times in my head, but I have no idea how I’m going to manage to fit everything I need into the few kitchen cabinets.  Dave doesn’t want any dishes or food items under the sink because it’s old and gross, but I can’t put household cleaners there because Eva can get into them. I still have to figure out where to put pots, pans and Tupperware.  We still have to build shelves in the garage to use as a pantry, and shelves in the kitchen too, but we have to paint the kitchen walls first.  I haven’t finished cleaning the kitchen or bathrooms yet, and Dave still hasn’t had a chance to put in the baseboard.  I have NO idea how we’re going to get this all done in the next three days! 

 

And just to keep things interesting, Dave is expecting a state inspection of his building any day now, and some big shots from corporate coming to do a walk-thru evaluation next week.  He needs every second at work to prepare, all while we’re trying to move.