My house needs to go on the market ASAP.... there was a ton of stuff we needed to do to it first apparently to get it ready. A lot of cleaning, packing, decluttering, and then projects on the house like changing light fixtures and curtain rods we wanted to keep (since the house isn't work any $$ we're taking down a lot of the expensive fixtures).

New back door, paint the garage entry door (which took 4 hours to scrape the old paint off it), new carpet was a debacle (still waiting to hear back about having an inspector come check it out), cleaning the bathrooms, painting the front door, painting the baseboards and tub surround in my bathroom, painting a few ceilings, painting some trim that's bad, adding trim to cover up stuff that is bad ;-) , etc... the list goes on.

And I'm still technically injured so now one really wants me to help, but I have to help.

Plus I have a major thing due at work this week.

My committee meeting is next Tuesday and I'm no where near ready for that.

And it has just been a clusterf**k of craziness and stress lately.

I'm getting a good workout in with all the moving and walking and painting though. My armband doesn't seem to think so though... its weird. Days where I walk a lot it gives me tons of fitness minutes. Days where I do work constantly from sun up to sun down, nope. Barely any. I guess its more strength training that "moderate exercise" which is what it is supposed to track. Its weird.

My backside is definitely still sore. I decided that I will be doing squats everyday and I might as well get a good booty if I'm going to be growing a belly of stress eating food. It hasn't been that bad. Usually I'm too busy to stuff my face full, but there are times where I just can't seem to get enough to eat.

Last night amid cursing from my father, where he accidentally spit in my face while I was below him holding a ladder, I just had to walk off and chew about five tums. My anxiety over it all made me nauseous.

The realtor is coming Wednesday to take professional pictures and a youtube video of the house. My mom is staying to help clean. My sister Beth helped get the two bathrooms sparkling clean this weekend. She was going to stay later but her husband's grandfather passed away and the wake is today and the funeral is tomorrow. She doesn't really want to go, as they are heavy drinkers and they try and force her as a non-drinker to drive their sloppy a$$es around, but she knew she had to leave. Its too bad though, I've never seen my tub that clean~!

We got my father to help us finish up the majority of the projects... its just a matter of cleaning and some minor painting. When I called the carpet company, they offered to have someone come out and redo all of the seams since they are crunchy -- which means it was put down wrong... But that would mean moving all the furniture and we just don't have time or energy... So basically I just want some money back... give me a discount and I'll ignore it. I spent 30 minutes on the phone with them this morning, and a St. Louis rep was supposed to call us back around 10... and they still haven't.

So now I'm at work trying desperately to get some work done and my mom is at my house doing the same. Its stressful for her so i dont know what to do to help her.