Crazy last few days, as usual. I shouldn't even call them crazy - because crazy is really my normal.
I pulled something in my shoulder side planking (don't ask), so I had to sit out Fit Squad on Friday. I told myself I would still get in my C25K run ... but I didn't. Instead I moped about my sore shoulder, missing Fit Squad, and stressing over cleaning the house for the weekend's showing.
Al and I cleaned the entire day on Saturday, stopping only to take the boys to Ella's birthday party. By the time we went to bed last night, the house was pristine. All we had to do in the morning was get the kids out early to avoid any new messes.
Overnight? Monsoon rain.
Because of course.
You know what I'm going to say next. That giant puppy we have? He needed to go out. Dug a few holes, wanted to come in... a drenched, muddy mess. And we were off and running to clean the dog, fill the holes, sweep and mop all over again inside. I won't even tell you about that thing that we had to break out the paint for. Disaster of a morning.
I could not believe we pulled it all together in time, but we did.
Disappointing to hear that only two people showed up to the open house today (after all the chaos this morning), but like Laura said, it only takes one person to want to buy our house. Fingers crossed one of those people came by today.