2 days left

That's all before we move.

In theory.

Or That's the day that we hope and pray people actually show up to help us.

Today we were blessed by 3 older gentlemen who came to paint and prep for painting the remaining few items. I volunteer in the Nursery with a wife of one of the gentlemen who thought they could help us.
And help they did. I now have a painted laundry room/entry way and the doors for the storage cupboards were sanded and primed before they left.

The laminite floor is now in the study and master closets, all rooms minus the master bath have been painted (The walls aren't yet ready for me to paint, Larry says. I had painted, uh, at least 3 rooms he didn't think were ready so this is a sticky point. I'll just wait, It's a bathroom, I can paint it while we live here.)
The lights are in nearly everywhere.
Carpet still missing a piece. That drama continues.
When I went to bring back the threshold and corner molding for the returned laminate floor, I had the misfortune of meeting the owner of the company who asked what the problem with the carpet was again.
They had a new sales guy there who when I walked in carrying 12 foot long board asked how could he help me and I said I was here to exchange it for new since the last was mis-printed, etc.. and he says 'I've never heard of that before!'

And I thought 'you must be new here' but said 'yeah, it was hard for us to believe ourselves'

At which point one of the girls said "you must be Mrs Cowles."
Yeah.
She'd been here more than a week.
Everyone else in the building knew who we were and how much trouble we've been causing for each other.

Anyway.. that floor is in and I'm pretty happy with it. The trim in that room will need to be painted and then it'll be set. Except for curtains and cleaning the windows from extra paint..

Overall.. I can see the end of the tunnel. At least in the painting the new house tunnel.

But I realized how much I still haven't packed. Apparently I(or my helper from last week) packed all of Kayla's clothes. Which of course had led to wailing and gnashing of teeth that she doesn't want to wear what I can find for her to wear. It figures the kid who will wear the same outfit day and night for a week didn't have much dirty clothes in the laundry for me to find her clothing to wear. Now if it was the older two..

Note to Mom, I know understand why you'd get mad when you'd see folded clothes in the dirty laundry pile. I makes me batty, too.

So off I go to ship a zillion orders for the last time before we pack up the business for a few days. I mis-timed our 'vacation' for the business and now I have to catch up in a hurry. And since the computer with the program that lets me change the website is gone and the soft ware to re-load it is packed in one of the dozen or so boxes labeled 'office' it will have to wait.

Sadly.. pregnant moms don't like waiting.

Which makes me want to say "didn't you have SOME notice the baby was coming before today?" I'm not taking to the premature birth moms. I'm talking to the ones that email me their due date is this week and they need their order express mailed. Really. God gave you 40 (plus or minus) weeks for a reason.

As one of my professors used to say: "poor planning on your part does not constitute and emergency on mine"

I do enough poor planning on my own without having to compensate for someone else's lack of planning skills.

In happy kid news.. Kayla and JM have discovered the linen closet. Especially now that it's 90% empty. Earlier today I found him on the floor in the bottom of the closet with blanket and pillow and Kayla on the shelf above him also with blanket and pillow. pretending to go to sleep.
Sheesh.. had I known all I needed was a closet with shelves I wouldn't have invested in bunk beds. Or rooms to put the bunk beds in.