Hubby and I got back from most of the day appointments in Philadelphia at about 4:30 or 5 pm. He went straight to bed, without wanting dinner, because of his eye injection. Of course I understand that. The injections are doozies, but I have spent most of the last five hours doing more preparations for the stager and photographer coming tomorrow. To heck with my ankle!

The so-called "deep cleaning" cleaning service was far from "deep cleaning". I have been working my butt of doing the "deeper stuff". And there's still lots to do! I haven't touched Hubby's bathroom or office. That's a no-no, but though the cleaners tried to clean there, they are still cluttered...and need another cleaning. I wish I could grab a box and just swipe most of his clutter into it in one swoop. He's going to be difficult.

Many of our closets and cabinets still need partial unloading and reorganization. That's not necessary for tomorrow, but must be done before actual potential buyers come. They do look in them. Plus, my husband's basement and garage (yes, "his" because it's mostly all his stuff, look like hell. Though we need to store moving boxes there, they should still look organized and not a disaster area. The floors there are also filthy. They need at least superficial cleaning.

I can't do anymore tonight! It will make me sick!

There's still so much to do before the stagers' arrival tomorrow at 9:30 am. I imagine myself doing most of it, in addition to putting a quick breakfast one.

Thanks for letting me vent!