I've heard a million times over that no matter how you bought your house it's never done. Well, isn't that the truth. After about a year, we are most of the way done with the front porch. I have about 3 hours worth of painting to do on the outside of the house and that is done.
But.... the next project was going to be either the living room or dining room. The only two rooms we really haven't done much to other than throw up some paint.
But wait.... you didn't think it was going to be that easy now did you? Of course not. We had the parents and the in laws over this weekend for just a get together. As I am washing dishes that won't fit in my dishwasher, the part of the sink that goes from the drain to the bottom of the sink let's go.... flooding the kitchen. AS I am taking out the things under the sink to soak up the water I realize the cabinet is not just wet, but done. Can't hold up a box of pasta done. I have another one that has gotten wet from leaking plumbing that is on it's last legs too.
So...... we have to work on the kitchen.
Brian can't handle this. He grew up in a tract house that was brand new and there was never more work than a repair to a hole in the wall or a paint job. Not the way I grew up. With sawdust in my hair and sheet rock dust in my nose..... and I wouldn't have it any other way.
So, who is coming to help us? Donations from the money tree are always nice.
By the way.... my baby? You know the little peanut I gave birth too? She went to the doctor today for her annual physical. She's 5'1'', 118lbs at 11 years old. Where did my baby go?
