Well, there’s theoretically only 44 hours left till the project is due, assuming I don’t do anything like sleep or go to work. Realistically, I have 15 hours. And that is a terrifying thought that is making me re-scope the size of this project.
Though if I can just get the flippin header and footer and sidebar to work, the content areas should be relatively easy, and the work on the 2nd, 3rd, 4th, and 5th pages will be so close to done anyway… but hey, 15 hours. Even if it’s only a matter of 2 more hours work, when the window closes it’s closed.
I say. This class is so loose in its deadlines I could probably keep plugging away on this till next weekend.
So I’ll get the first page in to say I got it in and then I might fill in those other pages for my own pleasure.
But then there’s this other deadline … closing date on his dad’s place.
If we are out there every free day, then we only have 7 days left to finish up. 11, if you count the additional days Joseph could possibly go. 18 days if you count all the days. But realistically, 9 days.
And in those 9 days, we need to clear the shed (including an anvil), the shop (so. many. tools.), the small house (deep freeze), and the house (piano, stove, entertainment center, dressers, no idea how much framed art, and surely eventually someday I’ll be done boxing up the kitchen).
I have the feeling that 20 days from now, Joseph and I will be looking at each other with this dazed expression saying ‘is it done? is it really done?’ and when we doubt we’ll just look at the floor to ceiling stack of furniture and boxes and tools accumulating in our garage and know that it is all real.
I wonder how many moves we will move before some of these kitchen boxes I’m boxing up now get unboxed.