FREAK OUT!

I'm freaking out!!!

I got the house keys and a "tour" with the [very nice] owners, who explained those little details you sometimes find out the hard way, they made sure we knew before hand and had everything under control.

I looked once again at the empty house, love the marble floors and the details it has all over, love the pristine condition it's in, and the fact that the owners repeatedly told me they will do anything to keep it like that, I can ask for all the changes I need [they even mentioned changing the AC if I so desired, so I can have one with a remote control]! But then I took a closer look at the size. It is basically all that you need, no excess at all, the bedrooms rather small...

Over the weekend we got the long-waited for call: Your shipment is ready for delivery, will Monday be a good day for you???

hmmm, let me check my calendar- wait, it's empty, heck, yes!!! Monday is fine!!!

So, the moment of truth has arrived... will it fit in there??? Of course it will, I'm just exaggerating...

Fernando and I spent a lot of time deciding where we would put things, the kids chose their rooms, and we started remembering the details. So, did we bring those book cases here or sent them to Mexico? Here.

ok.

And what about those big desks? Here.

hmmm

And the extra folding tables and chairs? Here.

oh, yeah, but I'm glad all the tools went over there. Hmmm, not really...

And so on.

But then again, I'm exaggerating. I'm trying to remember just how big our fridge really is... that space sure seems way smaller... I'll ask Fernando, maybe my sense of space has changed... and then I saw his face, confirming my night terror: the fridge will not only not fit, but it will have a mighty hard time going in through the door!!!!!! So, we called in a handyman who will take away the stove and the hood, as well as the door so the fridge can go into the kitchen, then he will remove a cupboard so it fits in that space... hopefully if we take of the fridge doors then it will go in. If not, it'll have to stay outside, next to the washing and drying machines that I'm not sure will fit either (thank God I returned the dishwasher).

We went through each and every item in the 10 page long list, deciding which room it will go to so that the movers can at least put them in that room. With every one I was getting more nervous, and for those of you who don't know, when that happens, I start laughing uncontrollably. So, we had a very "funny" afternoon, making list after list, of numbers which will hopefully make some sense tomorrow, when the movers arrive.

Fernando is feeling sick, so he is going to the doctor and to a meeting he has- I will greet our stuff alone! GULP!

Now can you see why I'm freaking out?!

It's almost midnight and I'm not a bit sleepy- it's almost as though I could keep it from coming if I'm awake...

I better get some sleep!

Night night!

p.s. thank you, my dear [5] readers, you make me want to write more!

ooops, wait!!!! Why did we bring the piano here????? whose idea was it????