Of course, I had intended to have everything reloaded yesterday. But my husband and I do not run on the same time. I would describe my time as "I want everything done right now" and his time as "camp time;" easy-going, in it's own time.
I used to work for a camp and one of the reasons I left after two years was because of "camp time." Reviews would be conducted weeks after they were scheduled. I even got a raise once that didn't take effect for three months after I got it. No hurry, no rush, easy-going, all in time.
I was almost in tears last night as dark closed in and my husband was putting things together in his easy-going manner. Then he decided he needed to "contain" the cats' business on the shelf all their "business" is housed on. He started attaching planks to the sides of the open shelves. I was sitting there watching him, feeling helpless. So I started putting trim around the door so I could hang the curtains I already had finished. He came over to "help" me do it right. Then I suggested he finish the trim on the floor so he could put up the shelves so I could have them to load.
When shelving finally started to come together I swung open the closet door to grab a box and start reloading and realized it was like a puzzle. In order to find the items that went onto the particular shelf that was ready to load, I would have to unload more boxes to find them. Then I would have boxes everywhere. In my frustration, I became determined to move everything back in that I could lift, push, pull, or throw. I started hauling in the china cabinet, the piano, the rocking chair. With this flurry of activity everything finally came together, and all the shelving, including the planks that contained the cats' business, was put in place.
I figured if all the shelving was in, I could unload it all today. We sorted it as we unloaded it, so all I have to do is reload.
My husband was pretty wiped out last night. I dare say he was glad to go to work and get a rest after his not-so-relaxing weekend. I promised him he could have a remodel-free Christmas break. Although, I do answer the call of the remodeling muse, so perhaps I shouldn't have promised him anything; our bathrooms could use some work.