Update

I knew better. I knew I shouldn't get sucked in. I knew every construction project takes longer than expected. But still, when our builder looked at me more than once and said with total confidence, "Oh we'll be finished by the end of January, no problem," I fell for it. I dreamt about it. I shared the date. I mentally counted down the days until Feb1st. 

With the long-awaited deadline fast approaching, Jesse and I went shopping this week for house stuff. We wanted to buy anything we'd actually need for living.  We had to be ready, we thought. 

In one quick trip, we bought our couch and ottoman, our living room rug, Eliot's bedding and rug, all Emerson's bedroom furniture. It was a bittersweet day. We were excited to pick out our new stuff, but sad knowing we couldn't use it right away. Spending the day picturing our home was painful actually. Finding and sitting on our old couch brought me to tears as I pictured Moe lounging on his favorite spot. 

When we got home, Jesse and I took turns saying, "I want to be home." Something about that trip made us really miss home and feel a need to be there.

So today, I text our builders...just curious...when would you guess is our move-in date? Then I waited anxiously for his response. 

I should've known better. I did know better. Still, when I got the following response, my heart broke: 

"Trim is being delivered Wednesday and starting Thursday with trim. I would say end of February middle of March."

Wow.