It's a high stress life
Aug. 9th, 2016 10:16 amSept 2013-Sept 2014 was all travel all the time. It was an insane amount of travel. Amost all international. I hated it. I was lonely and overworked.
Feb 2015 my brother told me he had been diagnosed with cancer. Feb 2015-May 2016 was traveling to take care of him, doing tasks for him long distance, dealing with his death, being the executrix for his estate, and building a house to hold the family furniture he would give me when he died. The travel to take care of him was Hugely Stressful (a vast understatement. I ended up buying and wearing a TENS just for those visits)
My brother's estate is mostly done except for the paperwork. I have some checks to write, some paperwork to fill out. Documentation. A few hours, and then it is mostly maintenance. I should be able to close the estate entirely in nine months.
But the house building is going gangbusters. We have a roof, drywall, painted drywall, cases, and bases. There are of course issues (a broken window in the master bath, crunshed drainage tubes in the driveway, stuff like that. They will fix it.), but overall it looks really lovely. We are thrilled with the look of the house, with the insulation the builder talked us into, with the layout and design. The windows provide a huge amount of indirect light. I really love that.
T and I spent the past weekend trying desperately to choose ALL OF THE LIGHT FIXTURES. Count the light fixtures in your house. Every stupid light, inside and out. Every fan. ALL OF THEM. It was crazy.
And this past week? Together we spent Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Sunday and Monday picking floors, shower tiles, lighting fixtures, potential wrong paint color and more. Friday I spent working on the light fixtures on my own.
T and I are not enjoying this process. He thinks that we have had a stressful couple of years. He thinks that we haven't had a chance to come "down" from the insanity. He suspects other people would actually enjoy this choosing-stuff-for-new-house. We just want it DONE.
*sigh*