Progress and frustration

I wish that today's post was more exciting, and I could report that the brick is up, siding has been delivered, electical is complete, yadda yadda yadda, but I can't. It's not because none of that stuff is done, it's because I don't know what has been done. We didn't go by the house yesterday because we had more nasty weather. There were more tornado warnings and strong storms in the evening so we opted to stay at 'home.'
I am beginning to hate calling here 'home,' but I have to keep chugging along. It is so hard to live under someone elses roof - and I am beginning to feel frustrated when progress isn't happening each and every day at my house.
The sheer lack of privacy is starting to eat at me. Yesterday I came home and noticed that someone had been down in our apartment. Things were not where I had them, and saran wrap was sitting on the couch (I never use saran wrap, don't even own it).
This process is becoming more frustrating by the day, and I'm just about one beat shy from losing my mind. This weekend is Memorial Day weekend, which means a nice long three day weekend for us. It also means that everyone heads up to the trailer to grill out and drink all weekend. Initially, Scott and I said we'd go up there Friday night after we got out of work and stay until Sunday night, but after talking about it and both confessing that the last thing we'd want to do is be cooped up in an even smaller place with the family, we decided we're only going to stay one night. It's too much. Going up Saturday morning, and coming back Sunday morning will be plenty enough for us. This way we can have the house to ourselves for a couple days, and hopefully get some of our sanity back.
Building a house is such a wonderful thing to do - both for personal reasons, and for the economy, but there are definitely sacrifies that come with it. Apparently sanity is what you sacrifice.
If I had the chance to go back, I would probably have done things very differently. Sure, we learned a lot from our experience of buying a home, and then selling it a few years later, but if I could go back I wouldn't do that again. I would have either built our house while both still living in our own apartments, or I would have lived in the same apartment as Scott for a little while, and then built a house. I probably wouldn't consider buying an existing home after seeing how the building process works, but if I did buy an existing home it would probably take me an eternity to find something I really like.
Switching gears to a more exciting and happy topic, today is my sweet baby Brooklyn's six month check-up. I can't believe she is six months old already, but I can say that each day she gets better and better. I couldn't imagine my life without her and am thankful to have such a beautiful, healthy family. Hopefully a more cheerful update will follow later today! :)