Being civil takes extra effort, and every ordinary function like making coffee or getting dressed takes some determined effort.
(Not a window in the house currently has a shred of drapery for privacy...)
(And how did they decide to use EVERY possible switch color and style in one row?)
Oddly, guests are still welcomed when they drop by. And they do...we are meeting the neighbors one by one.
(You can still see the kitchen's original color in this shot in the book case in the background.)
The office is painted...baseboards still to go.
Now a "real" layer in eggshell finish will be done.
And of course the floors and baseboard work, outlet covers,closet clothes pole etc...need to be done too
Lots of tries...and a swing through blue as well.
Sand/finish floor, baseboard, plates, light diffuser...still to go.
Bob at least is still laughing. He is a good sport, the cat litter box and cat food stink in the unventilated room is no fun.
He will stay until after the 220 moving boxes arrive and get unloaded into this room.
Meanwhile I will need to find closet space for the boxes already here.
Too bad the closets are all being worked on right now..
The table under the window is our coffee pot area. The cereal and cups/spoons are in the cold storage area at the other end of the room, the milk and OJ are upstairs and out in the refrigerator in the garage.
Just getting coffee, juice and cereal pulled together each morning is quite a journey.
The laundry room which is now simple a large sink that B. put in so we could wash paint brushes and cups and spoons and so forth. A folding clothes drying rack holds anything that needs to dry.
Some day...it will be a cute room.
Our 220 boxes arrive in 12 days.
I sure hope the contractor can pull all this stuff together before then and I can finish all the painting.
Boy do I ever sympathize with those folks who live in disaster areas long term.
And boy oh boy do I ever hope no one murders us in our sleep.
I would just die if the newspaper showed pictures of our house looking like this!
People would think we were crazy slobs or something.
Well, at least they would have the crazy part right.
Just plain old crazy all the time.