I’m moody and tired. Send beer.
All that manic energy from week one?
Gone, baby, gone.
So it was a major blessing
THE ARIZONA REINFORCEMENTS arrived:
niece and parents
Fixer uppers are not for sissies, and how lucky
that young folks from Arizona showed up
to paint, shop, swallow Alleve, and cry
about unexpected subfloor surprises.
Instead of continuing with the main bath reno,
the drama of the subfloor lives on for my husband
(who incidentally is a busy litigator, not a contractor)
since it needs to be perfect before
flooring is installed.
See these innocent sweaty exercise tiles on the basement floor?
Attached with industrial strength adhesive,
they weighed a ton, and their removal (and hauling)
took my father, sons, holy ghost,
and the apostles several days.
The floors were then scrubbed and bleached.
The hideous walls will get a coat of paint soon.
My best guess is a few toddlers were aiming for
‘navy blue animal print’ but created ‘galactic eye cabbage.’
Just beyond this dining room is the kitchen
for which we placed an order for Schuler custom cabinetry
Lessons learned in Week 2:
*I lack Nicole Curtis’ skills and Joanna Gaines’ grace. I’m just me.
*When your husband demos the living room floor, don’t waste perfectly good Xanax…flee to the city instead.
*Energetic, positive family members offering a hand? Golden.
*We need a furnace + central air = we need to sell the children.
*Hidden defects? It doesn’t help to shout at them in a British accent
“I SMITE THEE” but it feels good anyway.
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Bozeman reinforcements arrive!
We need appliances!
How did we wind up with a fixer upper anyway?!?
Peace to you right where you are.