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Thursday

newly painted bath

when I opened the paint can, the aroma was a toxic reminder of that annoying smell that lingers a few days plus.  but the kids' bathroom needed the paintwork to help spruce up it's appearance for potential buyers.  a bit laborious, but worth the new look.  I had planned on painting their bedrooms the same color, but now it's looking less likely to happen.  not sure the shortsale price is worth all that labor considering how any buyer will be getting a steal of deal.  they'll have no $$ problems fixing/decorating to their own liking.  eh....so, why bother, yah?

tonight's the first night we have a realtor coming over to take a gander through the house from Len Munsil's shortsale office.  so, I cleaned throughout the house with bitter sweet tears.  remembering where my heart was/was not when we moved in just over two years ago, the sentimental sappy-ness that's developed has taken me for a loop.  now that all seven souls have enjoyed these four walls, the very idea of giving it up is a bit hard to swallow.  the kids' bedrooms are far from spotless.  since I refuse to be their maids, their current mediocre   condition will have to do.  however, their bathroom is spotless and so are the kitchen and dining room.  everything else will have to do for now as well.

BTW....finally did get a hold of my step mother.  Apparently, Dad was out making a pig pen because they want to raise pigs.  I tried first with my google number and mic.  it rang...rang and rang.  then she finally picked up.  because of the broken connection, it took quite a while for us to establish who we were speaking with.  she screeched, "kim kim kim...KIM!"  then we got cut off.  I called back on Mike's phone because there's no international calling on my device.  it took two attempts to get a hold of her cell phone again.  tried to explain our inability to buy two tickets for domestic flights between the islands after she made the assumption that after spending money on our tickets, we could fly them up to Manila.  it was not surprising.  however, it raised my anxiety level just a tad.  i told her we'd see what we could work out.  then I later explained that the visit was the start of an eventual move to Manila which excited her even more.  her declining tone made it apparent she hadn't the ability to understand why it was only Mike and I making the visit in May without the kids.

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