Friday, September 18, 2009

Um, what am I supposed to be doing? What day is it? Where's the coffee?!

Yep. It's been that kinda week around here! I'm going through blog withdrawals and I'm excited about catching up on your posts. I've missed you. Have you missed me? (Needy, party of one?)

Sketchpads, paint sample cards, and home improvement websites have taken the place of my bloggy time this week. After I take the Bubs to school, I skedaddle back to the house to let the workmen in and go through their goals for the day with them. Then, E-man and I pile into the car and head out to take care of errands and/or go to Dad's house to chill while the work is going on. Staying at Dad's isn't easy. See, up until a few months ago, it used to be Mom and Dad's. I still see her everywhere when I'm there. Her chair, her things on the dresser and in the bathroom, her decorative touches around the house......like I said, not easy.

Anyway, E-man and I had a conference and decided that we were too pooped to sling everything in the car and go anywhere today. Well, I was too pooped and E-man was just poopy, but you get the idea! So we're back here in the master bedroom/home office. We have a bathroom, t.v. and all of E-man's baby stuff back here, so we're good to go.

However exhausted I am, I'm totally stoked about the work that's getting done....even with the occasional hiccup that comes from the odd miscommunication here and there. The new floor is almost finished in the Bubs's room with the hallway floor to follow. My little studio has been stripped of the 70's hot tub and is well on its way to being complete. We now have a fan in our livingroom to help dispell the stuffiness.

Now, we only have the entire kitchen to go, floor to ceiling, the work under the house (insulation, etc.) and all the finishing details.


Seriously, where is that coffee?!


2 comments:

SPEAKING FROM THE CRIB said...

thinking about you and missing your mom ... and remodeling your house ... wow. love ya anna k!

Lisa @ Boondock Ramblings said...

I'll still miss the pimp tub, as I've grown to call it.