This is the official week of the end if vacation in France and the rentrée starts this week. The rentree is the official start of the year in France, not the first of January. It definitely feels like the start of new things.
For the rentrée we're supposed to have our new windows and our new front door. And we're also supposed to have the new floors in the downstairs starting sometime this week, an exciting beginning to the new house? We're standing waiting, tapping our feet impatiently like a lot of people do at the rentrée. The problem is that everyone makes lots of promises for the rentrée but can they deliver them for everyone, hmmm? Meanwhile we tore out the kitchen and moved it into the basement and we moved our bedroom upstairs next to the baby room, and did all the necessary things to start the work. It's very tight quarters upstairs right now and Charlotte has no door, just a curtain so it's really hard to sneak upstairs with out waking her up. The worst thing you can do is wake up the baby! Agh, insanity time.
We don't have a sink any more, not even a bathroom one. Unfortunately hooking a sink up in the basement means pumping the water up and out and it's a pretty big job and investment for such a temporary thing. The shower (which is also our sink for now--or our water source) is draining into the old well downstairs and so is the washing machine. It work well but the well empties into the end of the yard and it's all very sloshy outside lately. There's virtually no electricity in the house, just extension cords everywhere and we're just having a hard time of it with the kids. It's a really tough situation and I joked with Seb that it was not even like camping because in a campground you at least have acess to a sink!
I think we may be moving out for a few months into a furnished apartment if we can find a cheap one. We're both burned out on the house and Seb just works too many hours to have any free time for doing the work he needs to do like wiring the entire house and plumbing the bathroom really quickly. So I'm apartment hunting a little here and there, which sort of feels like giving up but it needs to be done. I'm really jealous of our new neghbors. They're almost finished with their renovations after two months of work and they've been able to go home to a clean apartment at the end of each day while the work's been going on. That's definitely a luxury I'm willing to pay for even if it means making a financial sacrifice somewhere else in the house project. It might not work out but hopefully we can find something soon so we can have some semblance of a normal life.
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