We are preparing to go on vacation. Sort of. Usually we'll plan a little trip to another city and stay in a hotel. This time we're only traveling about 5 miles away. Weird, huh?
Several months ago we had water damage (shower pan failure--Eeek!) that put our master bath and family room out of commission. Yes, we're thankful for State Farm! Things are finally to the last stages of repair, but this stage is a doozy.
We have to move completely out of the first floor so all the floors can be sanded and refinished. Hence, the "vacation" a few miles away. It's such a strange feeling though, to "move", but not really move. There are people here packing everything up and A. and I are hiding out upstairs. I'm very thankful they are doing it though, so we don't have to, but it feels strange to have all your "stuff" rummaged through and boxed up.
Here is a sample of some of the repair work to the family room:So, what will hotel life be like for 2 weeks? Either we'll be spoiled by the towel service and breakfasts or we'll be climbing the walls. Not sure. I'll keep you posted.
A. has heard us talking about packing up, "moving", and going to the hotel. Yesterday morning she came downstairs and announced she was ready to go. She had everything she needed...
...one change of clothes, one pair of pajamas, and two of her stuffed friends. All set. If only it was really that simple!