So…we’re working our way through home remodeling, one laborious project at a time and now we’re tackling…sigh…the kitchen…the laundry room…and the downstairs half bath. I’m not worried about the design choices. THAT part of the project was big-time fun as we noodled, endlessly, about finishes.
Nope, my dread and doom are about something else. Although we’ve had months to prepare for the demolition that will disrupt the heart of our home, I still don’t think we’re ready. And by ‘we’ I mean myself, the pooch, and the hubster. Why? Well, you know about the ‘supply chain’ challenges, right? We’ve faced those, resulting in a 6-month delay as materials were sourced and delivered.
During the reprieve – we enjoyed the warm summer weather and focused on the outside – landscaping, exterior maintenance – and I think I got soft. I lost my will to remodel. Please don’t tell the hubster. I have a bad case of anticipatory stress.
One day soon we’re going to get ‘that call’. We’re ready! And poof – we’ll be “living” in our house but camping style. Oh – and did I mention we need to refinish all the downstairs floors, too? These are wonderful dilemmas to have. I’m NOT REALLY complaining, because I’m grateful, but still, I’m wondering if I’m ready to greet 7am carpentry friends when the construction carnival comes to town.
Obsessive thought #92 on my ever-growing punch list of self-imposed “problems”? I need to find a robe that’s more presentable than what I’ve been wearing around the house. No one needs to see that…
Those who’ve been down the road of major household disruption, please chime in with wisdom, humor, or a good kick in the butt. I’ll take any/all…as I wait for ‘that call’. Oh — and I’ll take robe recommendations, too.
Big smiles,
-Vicki 😊
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