Too Much Repeat?

Whine. To utter a plaintive, high-pitched, protracted sound, as in pain, fear, supplication, or complaint. 2. To complain or protest in a childish fashion.... This is an action I may participate in too much, and lately it seems to be my most favorite activity to do. Our final home renovations and impending move consume all my thoughts. We're so close to being finished, and new things keep popping up. It took over a week to get all of the sheet rock hung between our spring thunderstorms and freak snowstorms. Saturday was spent getting the first layer of mud put on. As the day progressed, Bryan became crankier and crankier. Sometimes I find this funny, and other times I find it extremely frustrating. By the time we were finished, I had my hoodie over my nose to keep Bryan from hearing my giggles. Unfortunately, by night time he was complaining of a dry throat, runny nose and the fever shakes. We went to the store to get flu supplies, and the truck decided to start acting up. We couldn't get it to stay cool, as the bubble in the coolant line was the size of a Zeppelin. And the new injectors that had been installed were acting up. Bryan went for more power with the new ones, and the computer is not capable of fixing the mixture of fuel and air. Compound this with the overheating, and we had a sick truck too. We limped it home amongst new snowflakes. I forced Bryan inside the house and told him it could wait until the next day. Sunday Bryan woke up to a cold that was 10x worse. I got him comfy on the couch with a pillow and blankie and played nurse all morning. Around mid-day the snow had finally melted and Bryan went out to diagnose his truck. Just low on coolant, WHEW! We went on a long test drive up Providence Canyon (mostly for me). Once home, Bryan was worn out, so back to the couch for him. When we finally went to bed, we stopped to check on the mud's drying progress. Due to Bryan's sickness (and crankiness) the first mud did not go on as smoothly as planned. We'll have to do an extra sand to fix the faux pas. Bummer. And unfortunately, Bryan came home from work sick today. My original deadline to be finished was April 30, and that day has come and gone now. My new day is now May 15th. I really do think we can finish the mud, trim, paint, carpet, and entire yard in twelve days.