No Return to Normal Yet
my life has been utterly turned upside down, and there has been no return to normal yet. i'm getting really, really tired of it. i have not been able to work a typical schedule for...what...three months now? yes, about that. i thought it might be over when the house was actually completed, but no. when will it ever end? or maybe...this is how it is going to be from now on? maybe my entire life has turned some sort of macabre corner and it will be topsy-turvy from now on? if so, i need some new coping skills. seriously, i need a new toolbox, if that is the case.
friday, the construction crew showed up again. meaning, the two-man crew that did the initial earthwork on the property. they were expecting the old house to have been hauled out of here, which it STILL HAS NOT(STUPID HOME DEALERSHIP COMPANY! HATE THEM!). so they decided to do the remaining work anyway, which was: pull a couple of stumps, and crush and fill in where the old septic tank was. simple stuff, right? right, right.
my dad arrived to OVERSEE the operation. i will not get into it in a public forum, but my dad's presence throughout this fiasco has been a blessing and a curse. friday, i was being cursed again. he negotiated a $750 deal whereby the construction crew brought in several million more tons of dirt to "level out" some of the "unlevel" places on my property. in the middle of this negotiation, i lost my cool and had to get the hell out or i was going to commit hari-kari. so i called my friend jim and we rode away to another city and i bought a new couch and he brought it home for me in his new van. along the way we made several other stops, because i did not want to return to the negotiating table.
so jim takes me and the new couch home, where construction crew and my father are gone from the site...and my house is now sitting...hmmm, how to describe it? it appears to be sitting on top of Mt. Everest. in an effort to "level up" various places on the property, a million tons of dirt were dumped and spread IN FRONT of the house, which caused one, if one wanted to drive UP to the front door of the house, to have to drive up an incline of approximately 7,890 feet in order to do so. jim and i were stunned. especially since we had a 654 pound couch in the back of his van to bring into the house. yeah, that was fab.
i called my mother and said, "I really, really need your landscaping visualization, now that i live on top of Denali."
and she was like, "what did your father do now?!"
my mother is a saint. and a powerhouse. she came down and busted her 60 year old ASS for two days, shoring up the banking on the back of the house with an incredible shade garden, and then did half a garden on the front of the house that makes this place look more like a country homestead and less like a house perched on top of a mound. jim returned on saturday, and he, my mother, and i build a new porch out of materials i already had. we scoped out a plan to make a driveway and a walkway to the house that would eliminate my having to carry groceries, a puppy, and other acoutrements up the 7,890 foot incline to my front door. hurray!
the only other bad thing: the construction crew yanked up some supposedly "dead" lines that were in fact still connected to my current telephone cable. thus and so, i had no telephone or internet access for three days. they only just fixed it this morning.
i am completely moved into this house, and the final piece of that came together yesterday: my washer and dryer were delivered. i have never had a washer and dryer in a house before in my life. i'm not sure what to do with them. ;o)
all of these things have meant a continuous disruption to the flow of my life. it is becoming taxing to deal with that at least 2-3 times per week. i want the regular ebb and flow back...i am looking forward to fall!!
friday, the construction crew showed up again. meaning, the two-man crew that did the initial earthwork on the property. they were expecting the old house to have been hauled out of here, which it STILL HAS NOT(STUPID HOME DEALERSHIP COMPANY! HATE THEM!). so they decided to do the remaining work anyway, which was: pull a couple of stumps, and crush and fill in where the old septic tank was. simple stuff, right? right, right.
my dad arrived to OVERSEE the operation. i will not get into it in a public forum, but my dad's presence throughout this fiasco has been a blessing and a curse. friday, i was being cursed again. he negotiated a $750 deal whereby the construction crew brought in several million more tons of dirt to "level out" some of the "unlevel" places on my property. in the middle of this negotiation, i lost my cool and had to get the hell out or i was going to commit hari-kari. so i called my friend jim and we rode away to another city and i bought a new couch and he brought it home for me in his new van. along the way we made several other stops, because i did not want to return to the negotiating table.
so jim takes me and the new couch home, where construction crew and my father are gone from the site...and my house is now sitting...hmmm, how to describe it? it appears to be sitting on top of Mt. Everest. in an effort to "level up" various places on the property, a million tons of dirt were dumped and spread IN FRONT of the house, which caused one, if one wanted to drive UP to the front door of the house, to have to drive up an incline of approximately 7,890 feet in order to do so. jim and i were stunned. especially since we had a 654 pound couch in the back of his van to bring into the house. yeah, that was fab.
i called my mother and said, "I really, really need your landscaping visualization, now that i live on top of Denali."
and she was like, "what did your father do now?!"
my mother is a saint. and a powerhouse. she came down and busted her 60 year old ASS for two days, shoring up the banking on the back of the house with an incredible shade garden, and then did half a garden on the front of the house that makes this place look more like a country homestead and less like a house perched on top of a mound. jim returned on saturday, and he, my mother, and i build a new porch out of materials i already had. we scoped out a plan to make a driveway and a walkway to the house that would eliminate my having to carry groceries, a puppy, and other acoutrements up the 7,890 foot incline to my front door. hurray!
the only other bad thing: the construction crew yanked up some supposedly "dead" lines that were in fact still connected to my current telephone cable. thus and so, i had no telephone or internet access for three days. they only just fixed it this morning.
i am completely moved into this house, and the final piece of that came together yesterday: my washer and dryer were delivered. i have never had a washer and dryer in a house before in my life. i'm not sure what to do with them. ;o)
all of these things have meant a continuous disruption to the flow of my life. it is becoming taxing to deal with that at least 2-3 times per week. i want the regular ebb and flow back...i am looking forward to fall!!