What a day!

Starting now and working backwards, I just twisted my ankle falling down my stairs. Yes, I fell down stairs a little over a month ago, but then injured my back, shoulder, arm, and elbow. Luckily that injury has since healed. My ankle? It is currently elevated on pillows with a bag of frozen peas wrapped around it, with me lying in bed. Not the greatest timing since the carpet installers are coming tomorrow to recarpet all of our bedrooms, upstairs hallway, and staircase. We only found this out yesterday, so are unprepared. We did pack a lot of stuff and move it to the basement/garage (or sell/donate), but there's still more. My husband's friend just arrived to help move some remaining stuff. [God bless him.] The biggest stuff will be moved by the carpet installers. Of course I planned to also be working hard at this now, but instead can't do a thing. Hopefully tomorrow I can do a little, but I barely even made it back upstairs, hopping with my husband's help. Thank goodness our new home in Czech Republic has a ground floor bedroom! I already told Hubby that that will be our bedroom. The upstairs ones will be for guests. I am only 49 years old, but have to plan a room choice as if I was an old hobbling lady with a walker. Fact is, I injure myself a lot. Partly because of my Tegretol (I think), and in the middle of the night, likely because of Seroquel sedation. My husband has a horrible habit of putting his crap in my walkway (i.e. his shoes, a laundry basket, or pants he took off the night before). It pisses me off and I do remind him of it. I am not the only one in the world that gets a powerful thirst or need to pee at 3 am. I simply need the safest route to/fro my bedroom to satisfy these needs! Not around an obstacle course or down a flight of wooden stairs.

Earlier this afternoon, we bought a new car. I wasn't totally surprised, but didn't know we would have to bring it home today. We traded in our old Subaru, for very little discount, understandably. It had a mess in it! Photography stuff and countless other things. My husband is a bit of a clutterer in his private space. It was his car. My car was sold a couple of weeks back. So when we made the switch, we had to clear stuff out, quickly. The salesman said we could just leave the garbage in it. Our brand new car is now full of crap. It sort of takes some of the excitement away from it. In case anyone is wondering, we will have this car shipped to Czech Republic with our other stuff. It is cheaper to buy in the US than Europe. It's a plug in hybrid so gas expenses will be minimized. They don't yet have this car on the market in Czech Republic, but will soon. I certainly hope nothing happens to it before then! Pretty please, fingers crossed, with a cherry on top!

I got numerous calls today, before and during the time at the car dealership. And made a few, too. Stuff is coming together, but it's a whirlwind. I was so overwhelmed at one point that when I was writing a check, I felt unsure if I was to sign it in the usual place. Hubby screwed up a couple of things for the same reason.

Thank goodness the other flooring (downstairs) won't be installed until Monday. That gives us some time to tackle that, too. But tomorrow our realtor comes with the painter/handyman who abandoned our project prematurely and was a no-show yesterday. I confess I did complain. She even asked if we wanted another person to finish up and redo the stuff that was inadequate. Hubby said no. I told Hubby that he is now managing the handyman. I have had enough with him, and wonder if the developing mania I have had perhaps affected the outcome. [I know that the behavior of some hypomanic/manic people can scare some people off. Do people know what I mean? A degree of perfectionism doesn't help. I generally don't demand it of other people unless imperfection directly affects me, or the value of my house.] We have been shelling out huge amounts of money that we don't really yet have. Getting good money for our house is crucial for this and our future.

I'm trying. I'm trying. I'm working as hard, as possible!