For reasons that remain unclear to me, I decided to have some carpet replaced with hardwood in my house. The work was originally supposed to be done in October (during the quiet caused by the reorg) but there was a delay getting the parts in stock, so it was rescheduled to start this coming Monday. Spur of the moment thing, the installer asks me if they can start on Ssaturday instead. I say OK, figuring that the installation might go long anyway – why not start early? After all I had prepped most of the den – couldn’t move the furniture from the other rooms until that floor was done first: gotta put the couch (which also got repaired this weekend) somewhere and it won’t fit anywhere else… it’s sorta like all of the joys of moving, except you don’t go anywhere, to be honest – what a pain in the ass.

Aside from two runs for coffee, I’ve been in my house – which has whole rooms emptied for work and other rooms over flowing with extra crap – for the last 48 hours. I have about 1/8th of my den floor sporting hard wood now – they haven’t even started on the living room or dining room. They planned to work on this Mon-Wed – now I wonder if it’s going to bleed into the weekend after Thanksgiving…

At least the ‘net, 360, cable, and TV are all still active – otherwise I might have consumed my own spleen by now.