Projects are like big monsters that suck you in. It all starts out innocently enough. Lets just do this one thing. Then, its like if you give a mouse a cookie......
If you pull up the carpet, you're gonna have to pull out the staples, if you pull out the staples, you're gonna have to buff the wood, if you sand the wood, you're gonna have to stain the wood b/c its discolored, if you stain the wood, oh wait, we need to paint this wall, yeah its sick its this old lady pink color. lets paint it. oh wait, we need floor molding, the carpet left a gap in the wall. oh wait. what about..
and soon you've been consumed by the monster. You didn't even know it existed! But soon your eyes are filled with the flaws of the house and the holes that the previous project revealed. And before you can even appreciate the work you've just completed, you're onto fixing the next thing.
Also, home improvements are great marital counseling. Its like when Adam and I trained for our first triathlon together. It was the greatest relationship therapy. Leave it to a long run to make you tired and defeated and ready to have a regular festivus airing of the grievances. Festivus for the Rest of us! Anyways, home improvements can make me a little short, I've discovered. I'm trying to work on that. Adam, as usual, is a trooper and the hardest worker in the world.
Speaking of airing the grievances, let me air a little grievance against Erie trash collectors. These folks are picky! You've got to have your stuff bagged correctly or no go. We put an old torn up water house by our trash & recycables yesterday. No go. In waco, that hose would've been gone, well honestly it would've been gone before the trash people even came. It probably would've been picked up on an old pick up truck and sold in less than half an hour. But thats not the point. We tried to put out all the carpet we pulled up, but we couldn't fool the Erie sanitation dept. Oh no. I'm just giving them a hard time, they are good trash men and women. Just picky.
Still a work in progress. We're gonna stain the steps and upstairs hallway and we're letting the bathroom paint dry. Probably the only people who are interested in any of this are our parents & free and brooke (our home improv. mentors)
but my grievances have been aired, and i'm feeling better. lets go get high on paint fumes! (joke.)