And now the unpacking...

Confession...
There hasn't been that much unpacking.... I unpacked the important things, and now we have boxes in the basement that are still sitting there full... I didn't want to be one of the tons of people that said, "oh I've been in my house for 4 years and still have boxes that need unpacking" Yeah, I'm pretty sure that if after 4 years I STILL have boxes-- they're getting thrown in the garbage! My problem is that once they made it to the corners of the basement, I just don't think about them anymore. The family area where the TV is is all cleaned and livable, but I still have boxes waiting to go into my office and Pat's man cave is nothing but boxes because I need to go in there and paint but I haven't done it yet. Why? Glad you asked. Because I don't want to. That's why. I only had two very small rooms to paint and I painted mine, and am not in the mood to do the other one yet. Plus I have a really big dining room table that isn't wearing it's legs on it's side in front of the man cave. See it was supposed to go in the storage room until we need it this Thanksgiving, but it's too heavy for me to move by myself and Pat's always tired when he comes home so I stuck it in front of his door hoping that he'd feel like helping me move it sooner and guess what? It's been there for 2 weeks now. So much for that brilliant plan. Maybe one of these days I can get him to help me move it on in to the storage room. I ran my foot over twice while trying to move it just to where I moved it to. I also plan on going into the storage room and reorganizing everything that's already in there because when we moved in things were just thrown in there and now its a big huge mess and I hate going in there. So I need to fix that and just haven't yet. Cause I'm being lazy on that one...;) And other than learning the noises of our house, (the pipes for the sprinklers make this horrible banging noise when they shut off and they were set for 530am- for the first few days we wondered if someone was banging on the side of the house, it was not fun!) I love the house. The neighborhood is fairly quiet and we've even used the fire pit for some dutch oven cooking and roasting marshmallows. Good times!