We have spent the better part of the weekend in the girls room. We put the house up for sale last Thursday and I had some great pictures of most of the rooms in the house ready to go. Not because the house was clean and lovely and we took pictures that day, no, they were there because a wonderful friend helped me work on the house for her home staging class. And I almost immediately ruined all our hard work in the office and bedroom. The layout is there, the surface clutter just never really go licked completely. Only we never went in the girls room. we didn't want to traumatize them or us. too bad. I could have used her help.
So I was/am horrified at the thought of someone actually viewing the house, and especially their room. we did not have a good picture of their room to put up either. So I went in and did battle. I threw out some stuff while they were at school, and then when they got home, the girls and I worked on it a bit, and then some more Saturday. We got toys taken out of the room and put into storage, and got the shelves in the closet tidied up, and made the bins face out with labels clearly viewable, with all the bins easy to pull down and to open. I threw away lots of papers in the closet when they were not there which helped so much although emily is getting better about letting go of paper. Sydney on the other hand has just gotten the nickname on Magpie. we have been missing a bolt for a chair I bought a few months ago but never assembled. We went to assembled it 2 weeks ago and could not find the bolt we had placed on the edge of the bookshelf. I found the bolt yesterday when I stripped and made her bed. She took the bolt to bed! along with rocks, shells, stuffed animals, a spatula, and not on that night, but another night her t-ball uniform.
About their beds. I had to make a decree that there would be only 10 animal limit. It noticed yesterday while making both beds to take a pretty room picture that my decree was being ignored. Not a good thing. I have a full large pink bin of stuffed animals in the closet and another full bin under the bed and still more stuffed animals hanging on a shoe organizer on the back of their door. We might have enough stuffed animals, maybe even too many. But any time we enter a store, they seems to be able to find another one that they don't have and would be absolutely devastated not to have in their collection. The asthma and allergy doctors both girls see are not pro stuffed animals. You could even call them anti stuffed animals. It is nice to have a good reason to forbid more animals entering the house. But I adore stuffed animals myself, so I know I am the reason behind their initial collections! Oh the shame!
So after the stuff that went to storage, and the papers that went to the trash, and the scrapping of tape off the window, and removing the pencil that had wedged up the window ledge trim, and the paint & crayon removal from the desk, the room looked pretty good. I sent pictures to the realtor. they were staged a bit since I took all the extra animals and pillows and blankets off their beds. When people walk through the house, they will see them, but at least they will have seen the house online looking its best.
On another note, I am going to Physical therapy for some under developed leg muscle that really have created a lot of pain in my hip joint. I started during pregnancy and was attributed to pregnancy and Relaxin and not to a muscular problem, but since it came back, and I can safely say pregnancy is not the cause I went to get Xrays and then ultimately to PT. The exercises are painful, and they are shocked by the knots in the muscles and the tightness of the muscles. I was shocked by the lack of strength in my glutes. All this time I figured with the size of the thing, you would think there was some strength there. Nope. Not much at all! if someone asks you to do an "Inchworm" Run away. it is no fun at all! But I have decided as much as I dislike Yoga, sorry, all those who love it, I do not enjoy it much at all, but I will say it helps me stay flexible, and when I go at least weekly, I have fewer knots. and I got this foam rolly thing which is good for getting out some kinks. Hurts like crazy though. Maybe one day I will get a deep tissue massage that will help too. I would hate to scream and run off the table though.
Karl is continuing his job search. I am trying for a zen like attitude based on faith. I believe he will find a good job soon and that we will ultimately be fine no matter where that job is. It seems to be working. Prior to feeling that impression, I was a mess of worry. Right now I am just not thinking about the little yuck details like moving and leaving friends and a really wonderful area. So my blog title is coming back to haunt me. We are moving. I should change it once this move is over! Friends keep asking where we are moving, and they look at me a little funny when I saw I don't know for sure since we have no job offer and we hoe to move in 3 months. well, really 2. yikes. that really is soon. I better go back to zen breathing.
Yikes, it is late and I need some sleep. No more thinking for me tonight. Time for my stretching exercises from PT.
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