Saturday, April 11, 2009

a whole different kind of project

While I am a huge proponent of projects like our bird study, I am generally not a fan of living through other kinds of projects- the kinds that have you eating out on your front lawn because there's simply no flat surface left in the house in which to seat a family of five. The kinds that have your dear hubby working for 15 hours a day, leaving him looking like some sort of lame superhero... at the first sign of trouble, Spackle Man to the rescue!

Yes, we're talking home improvement here folks. We're starting Day Three today (of five, if you clicked over to lovely hubby's fantastically organized daily schedule up there), and so far only a few items have had to be carried over from yesterday. When this all comes to an end, it will be magnificent. Glorious. Hallelujah, Joyful! A ceiling in our dining room is a luxury that we have not lived with for quite a long, long time. So, I have to keep telling myself to suck it up-- living with the kids on the second floor for a few days is a small sacrifice to make to have a finished first floor. Crown molding. Appropriate matching colors that don't make my eyes bleed. (FYI- choosing Chai Latte for your kitchen walls ensures that each and every morning you will be assaulted with color that screams at you like an overcaffeinated Starbucks junkie. Trust me, I know, it's been a few years.) Thanks to a wonderful friend who has helped us wade through a couple thousand paint cards, we should soon have a dining room, living room and kitchen with stylish wall tones that exude peacefulness in an otherwise rarely peaceful setting.

Day Three, bring it on. It's 7:30 in the AM, the kids haven't even woken up yet, and I'm sitting on my bathroom floor because it's the only room that isn't a state of remodeling or inhabiting a sleeping body. It's time to get this day moving. We have ceilings to sand and paint, and a kitchen to reassemble. Oh, did I say we? Yeah, I have kids to take care of while lovely hubby goes all DIY on our little house. Have I mentioned how much I love that Spackle Man lately?

Hoping for the next few days to FLY by,