Kitchen crisis

OOOooooh boy. You would not BELIEVE what my kitchen looks like.

See, a few years back we put an addition on our house, in cooperation with the people in the apartment upstairs. We ended up trading our microscopic kitchen for a HUGE fancy wonderful whole new room that I just love....and which incidentally makes me very reluctant to move out of the apartment.

No matter where we move now, the kitchen is going to be a giant let-down.

Anyway as we moved to Korea a few years ago, we never actually finished furnishing the kitchen with all the cabinets I wanted (and need!). Until now. As soon as I got back from Korea I went straight to the lovely lady who helped me back then, and ordered more kitchen cabinets, to "fill up" the rest so to speak.

And the cabinets were to be delivered and installed on Friday.

Delivered - yup. 730 AM thank you very much.

Installed? No.

The guy called and said he had a stomach bug. Which of course stinks for him, but

AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRHGGGGGHGHHHH!

It stinks for me too!

On Thursday evening we took everything out of the two sideboards we had in the kitchen temporarily, stacked it all on the table and the counters and anywhere else it would fit - and then got rid of both pieces of furniture. So now we basically have no kitchen...it's buried under a ton of crap which was supposed to go in the new cupboards! My inner OCD'er is dying a slow and agonizing death...

And the worst? I haven't even gotten to that yet, hahaha!

The worst part is that our daughter will be a year old tomorrow, and the whole family is coming over to celebrate - eat cake, exchange gifts, etc etc...and I don't even know where my coffee machine is. Plus they'll be disappointed when they expect to see the "finished kitchen", and see something resembling Oscar the Grouch's trash can...

'Course they're used to our house being messy, but this goes beyond messy into a whole new group of adjectives more related to health issues and disgust.

At least the grandmas are bringing a cake each - one crisis averted

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Nooooooooo......!!!

I don't know...

I don't feel like I'm old enough to be a Mercedes-stationwagon-driving hausfrau. Am I?!

Yikes.

For now the old minirustbucketpieceofcrap is still working. I'll stick to that for a while longer.

As long as the kids aren't along I guess. Safety first :)

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Monday, monday...

...can't trust that day!

That's fer damn sure.

The plan was to go get robbed by the dentist again today, but after the weekend we've had I called in sick. Which isn't a total lie, I've had sinusitis all week with a killer headache to go with it; and it seems the germs are finally winning - I've used up a whole roll of T.P. this morning (on my nose, that is), and it's only eleven! There's more but I won't bore those of you who are NOT hypochondriacs with all the gory, phlegmy details...

G (almost a year old now!) had a fever both Friday and Saturday, pretty high too, but was OK on Sunday. Apparently her biorhythm was damaged though, since she decided that 330 AM was a fitting time to get up.

If I run into Milla Jovovich today I am so dead.

(Zombie-reference, in case you didn't catch that.)

On the up side we finally bought a car, the weather is gorgeous - even some decorative snow here and there - and we've started looking for a bigger place. The one house we have looked at so far was far too shabby for the price they were asking - but we'll see how we go. We're not really in a rush.

Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to veg out on the sofa.

ZzzzZzZZZzzzzZZZZzzzzzzzZZzzzZzzzz....

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Heartwarmed and hung over

My sister and I hit the town yesterday. AKKS was celebrating 15 years, and three bands & an artist played Garage. It was a really good time! I met so many old friends, heard tons of great music, and went home thoroughly impressed and with a warm heart. It was good to see that Garage can still pull it off, despite recently being voted Bergen's best nightclub.

http://www.myspace.com/octaviasperati

http://www.myspace.com/fairytheband

http://www.myspace.com/thenorwegianbetties

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Un-comfortably numb

Back from the dentist's. Status report:

Six fillings out, six new fillings in. No more metal, yay!

Wallet: a LOT slimmer.

Kids: the big one in good shape, in nursery school; the little one burning up on my lap.

Hubby: on the phone. Work-related.

Me: dying to unpack, but stuck under the little one.

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My home country...

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This is hilarious - and fairly spot-on!

(And about the one-night stands: it's cold here, dammitt!)

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Long time...

Still not working. Sorta looking for a job, but...not really - I have too much to do at home! Seriously!!! We got rid of a few things before our stuff from Korea came, but not enough - now our apartment AND my father-in-law's garage are stuffed with boxes that we don't have room to empty. Plus it's too big of a job for just me, I need hubby's help, but he is still working too much...

I'm so pooped I went to bed at 6:30 PM last night. Before both kids!!! I was awake between midnight and 230 AM, but then slept til 7. Phew...

Well I guess I better go do something, maybe clear out a box or two, ugh.

I don't like it. Trapped in housewife hell...

If anyone hears of a part-time job, doing anything, let me know?

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