This is crap. Our move has once again been delayed. The bathroom to the house we are moving into is now in need of repairs. We were supposed to move in on Friday but now it’s going to be next Monday or even longer. We were given an extension to stay in our apartment until Monday (since that is where our stuff is stored right now and we are STILL at the in-laws).

However, we may not actually be able to live in our house on Monday if all the repairs do not get done. We can move everything in this weekend but we won’t know until Monday if we can actually live there. We were told that we may need to get a hotel room for a few days. This is not happening.

I guess we will stay with the in-laws AGAIN. We’ve been here for 2 weeks so what’s a few more days? My SANITY that’s what! I actually think I’m going crazy from all the cleaning that I feel pressured to do while here. I love the MIL but she is a clean freak/perfectionist as the hubs says (um, sorry). I AM NOT. I am sooo tired from cooking, cleaning, washing clothes, picking up toys immediately after my kids play with them only for them to get them back out five seconds later for me to repeat the process all over again the entire day because no one wants toys all in the floor except me. I usually clean up toys once at night after everyone has gone to bed.

I want to go home and get settled in our new house. I want to be able to relax after dinner instead of doing the dishes. I want to let clothes, dishes, and toys pile up everywhere because that is who I am. I want to walk around naked if I please. I want to be alone with my husband for five minutes. I want to get some work done before the Internet forgets who I am. I just want to get moved into the f—ing house before I go crazy! ( I don’t really ever say cuss words but it just sounded good in that sentence ) OK.