I was talking to my husband about how long ago all of our house sale/moving chaos started. I mark all such things on my google calendar. We started planning our "reconnaissance trip" to Europe back in early August, which was when we first met with the realtor we eventually used. The trip to France and Czech Republic happened in September. Then the home improvements started, selling/donating stuff, cleaning up, house sale period, moving preparations, road trip, arrival in Europe again, time at s-i-l's, and finally the home improvements at our new home, which are still happening. And even before all of the above, the stress started in March with the pandemic, subsequent layoffs at my husband's workplace, and hell that caused the employees that were left. Also, the whole Trump crap, which extends further back yet. So, it will be a year of extreme stress soon. And of course the pandemic won't be over for a while.

The lead handyman keeps asking my husband why he looks unhappy, and if he's dissatisfied with the work they're doing. Hubby keeps telling them that we are thrilled, but that we're tired and stressed. Hubby does often exhibit such looks even under normal circumstances. I tend to be the one that compensates for that, being upbeat, but the language barrier and, frankly, my own stress makes that difficult. We truly do appreciate their help. However, I said to hubby that their long-term stay at our house makes me feel 50% like a guest in someone else's house and 50% like I'm hosting guests long-term. As of now, they're due to finally leave on Tuesday.

Something irking me is that in the mornings, recently, I say good morning (in Czech) to the handymen and they say nothing in return. When they see Hubby, they say it to him.