I didn’t make my own personal deadline of finishing the new room in a week. It was just too much. Today I felt like I was possibly losing my mind and nothing was going right. I was the only person that could measure with reasonable accuracy and the only person that could use a saw….
Another long day of working on the new room. It’s going to be great! I’m glad there’ll be a bed in there so I can fall upon it and sleep for three days after this is all over. We got it primed (pe-yew!) and then started painting. I decided to paint stripes on the short…
Whew! I spent the day working on the new room.
I textured the walls, painted trim, cut, painted the ceiling and door (Painting doors is my LEAST favorite painting job).
I didn’t want to deal with renting a texture gun, so I decided to design my own texture pattern. This can be dangerous. Sometimes these ideas work great and sometimes (most times) they don’t. I say this because I want to stress that I mess this stuff up all of the time. But it’s no big deal. Just scrape it off and do something else. Don’t be afraid to try!
But I think my texture job is turning out great. I’ll post more on that later.
I’ve got to take a short break from the construction project. Working that hard for too long will kill me. Or at least maim me. We have a couple of birthdays this week plus I have to do a few pointless things to do like cooking. And laundry. And school. So the construction will re-start…
So far so good….. I got math done, piano practice started, co-op class preparation underway and I was off to work on the new room. We had to remove the window between the boys’ room and the new room. This is the view from inside of the boys’ room…. You can see the new room…
Last night I couldn’t move my arms. Tonight I can’t move anything…my arms,my legs, my hair… I’m not sure what happened, but the size of my crew diminished significantly. Yesterday there were six of us working plus the occasional floater. Today this was the insulation team: When we started putting up sheetrock another daughter took…
The first day of the new room project is over. I’m having trouble typing… I can barely move my arms. Hammering nails into concrete is really difficult. And I hammered at least four of them before I passed the job on to someone else. My parents came to help. It was so sweet. They drove…
This weekend we’re working on a big, BIG project.
My poor little (or not so little…sniff-sniff) 11 year old doesn’t have a place for a bed. We re-arranged the bedrooms a couple of months ago and since then he’s been sleeping on a sleeping mat
It’s been a hard few days. I’m not really even sure why. No one is complaining. Things are getting done. The kids are fine with their school work. But I can’t shake the feeling that I am not really doing my very best. I feel like I am falling short in everything. Is this something…
Can it be that we are already off on another adventure of The Amazing Race? My husband and I are thrilled to be able to run our faux race along with the other 11 teams. We started by flying from Los Angeles to Santiago, Chile. We are racing against cowboys, married couples, father & child,…