Hubby has decided that we are going to start moving up to the house starting tomorrow. Yeah, he would pick a week when I am not doing so well, and cannot help him not one little bit. I guess I overdone the last week or so with the little bit of painting I did do and the running around hardware stores to give my input. But it also might be just this darn rain and change in humidity.
The bathroom is almost complete. The shower stall is now in the bathroom, but not hooked up. They had a hard time getting it in the house. Hubby had to take down part of the wooden fence, take down part of add-on overhang over the door, and then had to take the whole door and frame to the bathroom out. Yeah the shower stall is 35 inches deep... the deck door was 36 inches wide, and the bathroom door was 31 inches wide, until hubby tore out the door frame.
I got my 17 1/2 inch toilet WOOHOO!! I had to ask hubby to help me off the old toilet tonight, that use to be in the bathroom that is now installed in another part of the house. He was like Just think I will not have to do this anymore hopefully.
I am waiting from hubby to come back down to the ol tin box to get me to see the wall he is to be building in the bathroom. While I am up there I will take some pics and hopefully I will remember to get the camera this time.
So... tomorrow hubby will be moving us up to the house, and I will be laying in the bed if I am hurting and stiff and cannot move. I already told him I would not be much help to him this week, and he said he knew, but the stuff will still be there waiting for me to pack it when I get to feeling better. *raises eyebrow*
So, I went and started on son's room and started packing his stuff since he is the one with the least amount of stuff, besides me. Well, about 20 mins into bending over and picking stuff up out of the floor, my lower back started hurting and then my shoulder ball joints were starting to grind and feel the burn! So... I gave up, and went to get something to eat. Then after I ate I went back to packing son's stuff. Good thing the kid does not have as much stuff as his sissy. I am not packing her room... NO SIRRE BOB!! She is going to have to slowly pack her stuff herself.
I think we are sleeping at the house tonight, because hubby has moved daughters bunk bed up to the house, but ours is still down here. I guess that is why he is hurrying me up to clean up our bedroom floor so FIL can help him move our bed before he goes home.
Well, I guess I will get off the internet and pick up our bedroom floor so my bed can get ruined and the warrenty void because they will get it dirty and stained because it has rained and my bed is white. I HATE moving! I never want to move again in my life!
Joonie, it will be over soon and then you'll love it. And post those pictures. I am excited for you.I sat around most of the time and in pain. I was moaning and groaning, and every once in a while they would hear me scream for either pain or frustration or both.
By that evening I was laying in my bed crying because I hurt SOOO SOOO BAD, and I had a lot of things I needed to do and wanted to do but just could not do. As I was laying here, my legs would jerk because of the pain in my feet, ankles and knees... and then it would make me hurt worse. I would let out a yelp every time it done it. It was just awful. It made me feel even worse when it done that.
I did not do NOTHING today... I just laid in the bed and locked son in the room with me and we watched TV. I was going to mop my bedroom floor, but... I did not want a repeat of yesterday... so decided against it.
I just hope tomorrow after my visit to the pee-pee doctor, I can take my Humira again. I will be able to do things once I get Humira back in my system.
And to make matters worse... I have been off Humira long enough to make my back pain come back. Hubby cnocked out when his head hit the pillow and I did not want to wake him up to rub my back so I used his knee to rub my back
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