And they all fell down...

It started out as a good morning; we got up, I threw a load of laundry in the wash, and we were off to the house. When we got to Willard there was so much snow that we had to park in the street and hike to the driveway for shovels.  It took us an hour to shovel the driveway and front walk, plus the gravel at the bottom of the drive so Mark could back the car in.

In the meantime random guy and his two kids pull up and start talking to us, only slightly awkward.  Come to find out he's the guys who's digging for the septic system.  Dedicated to come on a Sunday and drag his kids with him?  Probably not, he took Friday off and this needed to be done by Monday.  After he plows a path to the back yard (we almost lost him when he slipped in the snow) he starts to dig up my back yard and lay big pipes to drain waste into the back yard (can we say gross???).

While my back yard is being turned into a dumping ground Mark is down stairs setting doors up to be sprayed and I am pulling up paper from the floors and brooding over my ridiculous kitchen sink.  No one ever asked me what kind of sink I wanted other than if we wanted stainless or ceramic/porcelain.  We ended up with a sink that you can only fill half way up!  The divider in between only goes up halfway.  Who makes a sink like that?  More importantly who installs that in someones house without even asking the homeowner if it will work for them?  We can't even have them replace it because the sink is under mount and we would have to rip the counter top up in order to change out the sink.  Arghhh...

Someone told Mark to use paint stirring sticks to hold the doors together so that they are standing upright and you can do the front and the back of the door at the same time and  you don't have to worry about drying and flipping over.  Sounded like a great idea and it would have been if the sticks had been just a little sturdier and maybe if there were two sticks per door instead of just one.  Once the doors were all set up I went back up to continue pulling paper from the floors.  About five minutes in I hear swearing and then "!@#$, there they all go!"  followed by a loud crash as the toy soldier doors fall like domino's.  By the time I got downstairs they were down and Mark was beyond livid, kicking hinges across the basement and swearing up a storm.  It really broke my heart, he worked so hard to get them set up and it is so frustrating when we have been working so hard to get this house done so we can move in.  We ended up leaning the fallen doors against the plastic covered walls and spraying them like that.  It was worth it since the floor will eventually be covered with carpet and the walls will be sheet rocked rather than plastic over insulation.  We should have done that to begin with, but we've never sprayed mass doors like that before.  Lesson learned, to bad for my hubby.

The rest of the afternoon went well and we are ready for carpet to be installed on Tuesday.  We have partial electricity and hopefully it will all be working by the end of Monday.  The county needs to come and inspect the septic system and then they can close the holes and we should be able to flush toilets (Kandis has first dibs on that activity).  My goal for Monday is to find out who I need to contact for a garbage can.  Marks goal is to talk to the builder and loan officer and make sure that we are a go for closing this week so we can move in this weekend.  We would really like to spend the night in our new house Saturday night.  We spent the day at IKEA on Saturday and got some new glasses and bathroom stuff plus a very nice stand for the TV for the front room.  I miscalculated the number of drawer handles we needed so we will be going back for more of those and hopefully a new dresser for our bedroom as well.

I have my fingers crossed for a closing this week.  After five and a half months the road home is almost complete.  What will I write about next?