Well, the parental visit has come and gone. It went amazingly well.
Currently, we're preparing for the upcoming changes Chez Stepford.
First, getting the hs area torn apart and reorganized for school to start next week.
Second is getting ready for the new baby, due mid Nov. I have the feeling, though, that it will be a planned delivery. With RSD and the other medical issues that have come up, I suspect that they're not going to want me to labour unsupervised.
So, I figure we've got 8-9 wks left to get ready.
I'm tired already! Decluttering, cleaning, organizing is done in fits and starts, and leaves me in a foul mood. I hate being hampered and not being able to simply do what needs done. The progress around here is like being nibbled to death by ducks...and I get to put up with snarky comments from my husband, such as, "I thought you were going to do x,y,z today..." Yeah, well...I can't always finish what I start, not in the same day. Gets done eventually, but sometimes the partway point looks worse than the original situation.
Any wonder I'm in a foul mood?