Yes, we were really enjoying the hot tub, but the snow proved too much to bear for the screenhouse we put over it.

Look at it, lying helpless on its back.  Doesn’t it make you want to cry?  What a senseless waste of polyethylene!  Worse still, we haven’t been in the hot tub since.

Cooked, cleaned, had friends over to the new house for the first time.  It seemed like everyone had a good time. . .I know >I< did.

Today I slept in late (rare for me) finished cleaning up party stuff, and hubby and I ripped up the rugs in the girls’ rooms.  The new carpet is going to be installed tomorrow, knock wood, and then we can assemble their furniture and start unpacking their boxes.  We’re off to finally see the new Harry Potter this afternoon, and after dinner we vegetate some more in front of the Survivor finale.  Life is good!

Daily blogging >was< my intention, but this house stuff has been tiring and nearly all-consuming.  Wednesday I spent the whole day hanging pictures and towel bars and suchlike.  Yesterday I had shopping and housework, and started preparing for the Praxis test I’m taking in January.  Today, well. . .I’ve already done a load of laundry, run, unloaded and reloaded the dishwasher, and moved the wrapped Christmas presents to their hiding place in the attic.  (The cat is stuck up there now.  No way am I climbing into the eaves to get him.  Stupid cat.)  I’m heading out to Costco for the first time since moving, dropping off a present at the Post Office, and checking a couple of garden centers to see if they have flats for daughter #1’s science fair project.  Then it’s house cleaning time, but the new house takes a fraction of the time to clean up that the old one did. 

At some point, I have to check the levels in the hot tub, but right now isn’t good.  We have freezing rain pelting down, and the snow earlier this week collapsed the screen house that was over the tub.  It’s not a good hot-tubbing environment, so that’s going to have to wait.  Poor dead screen house.