sick. and tired. and sick and tired.

Jeremiah's been working extra long hours at work and I have been feeling sick all week. Of course THIS would be the week I'd get sick and he'd have to work overtime. THE week we've been preparing for and anticipating for, oh... let's say A YEAR!

We had our (first of several) final inspection last weekend. There were quite a few items that weren't ready to pass, as is to be expected - we've been told you never pass final inspection the first time around. So we planned to work on those items through the week and pass them off today.

Needless to say, when you have three kids and you are sick and your husband is working until midnight, you don't find it possible to get those things taken care of like you wish you could.

Thanks to my little sister, who came to my home to keep an eye on my children last night, Jeremiah and I were able to work at the house into the wee hours of the morning. We got a lot done and planned to finish it up this morning.

However, this morning I could hardly stand and had to literally lay on the sidewalk several times as I was out front sweeping sidewalks and clearing gutters (an inspection item).

In the end, we did not get quite everything done before the inspector showed up, but we are thisclose. We'll have to try again Monday.

Meanwhile, we plan to move everything over between now and then, so our home life will be very primitive for the next few days until we move in and rejoin our belongings.