I am just one huge ball of stress.
I keep looking around at my half packed house and I don’t even know where to start. I just want to hide in my bed.
I think the Alinia (Giardia medication) has destroyed my intestinal flora. Miserable. I just need to be well again. I need to not spend my days pooping, or waiting to have emergency poop because my belly hurts so bad. It’s like a curse. I would give just about anything to make it stop.
The stress is surely not helping matters.
The underwriting on our mortgage should be done in the next few days. Quicken said they will probably have it done by Friday. I will at least breathe a little easier if we get good news on that front.
The next hurdle is getting Igor his visa. The appointment should be soon. I emailed one of our senators (well, his assistant) and explained the situation this morning. I hope he emails back. A local friend is trying to adopt her host son from a different orphanage and she gave me the assistant’s name and said he has been very helpful for them. Their host son is in a war torn area where documents can’t be accessed easily. Complicated situation.
Igor’s state isn’t a part of the war with Russia directly. It hasn’t come that far over to his area. Yet. Igor is about three hours from the capital city in a relatively safe area. Other parts of Ukraine, to the east, are filled with bombs and death. Very, very, very sad.
But the lack of funding due to the war efforts has hit them hard in Igor’s region, with the whole lack of food and toiletries. :(
Yesterday we were able to use Igor’s roommate’s phone to Skype. Igor was so happy to see us, and we were happy to see him too!
Tyler got in on the action also. He’s at work in Columbus, so we used Rosie’s iPad to video chat with Tyler then held it up to my phone so they could Skype. How’s that for a great use of technology?
Love that kid. So much. So, so much.
As soon as he saw me on Skype he yelled, “MOM!”
He’s working on his English. He understands a lot and can speak some. I think they’re learning it at school now. His school is a tiny village school attached to the orphanage, but the whole little village attends. Not just the orphans.
Yesterday when we were talking on Skype Igor and his roommate (who is being hosted by a friend in Georgia!) said they had to go eat dinner. They Skyped me again about five minutes later and said dinner was only kasha, again, and it was very bad quality buckwheat meal. Not good for eating, might get sick.
What can I even say to that? Words fail me, in Ukrainian and English. I promised Igor I would not give him kasha all summer. Instead popcorn and chips.
He started laughing.
Truthfully I plan to hit the healthy eating hard this summer. Now that we’ll have a kitchen again. I think the destruction of my intestines is partly due to so much junk food. My body is dying.
I cannot wait to get back to cooking regular things. Rice with bone broth, and chicken breast, and simple vegetables to start some healing for my gut.
The guy working on my kitchen (not the ridiculous contractor, but another guy he hired) told me this morning he has to go to the city to get a certain tool he accidentally left at another job site, and when he gets back later this afternoon he will put the sink in. He needs that tool to cut out the counter to install the sink and he didn’t realize it got left behind at the last job.
I’m desperately hoping he does put that sink back in! Lack of sink space has really been the worst part about not having the kitchen. I can’t wash dishes in the tiny 1960’s bathroom sink that has no counter top. A bowl will barely fit under the tap on that sink, and it’s not deep enough to try to fill with water. I couldn’t submerge anything but like three pieces of silverware anyway. There’s no plug in the first place. I can’t use the downstairs bathtub because it’s filthy, the water doesn’t drain out, and all the tiles fell off the wall.
Upstairs we have an old cast iron tub which never fully gets clean and I really don’t want to try and wash dishes in that or in our bathroom sink upstairs which is just old and gross. Old house woes, ya’ll. With the awesome character comes the bad things also.
My new house is so NEW, though it’s boring with zero character. I will not have these old house problems. It will be amazing!! (As long as they give us the loan…)
Can I just fast forward through the rest of May? Please?