Owie

Current mood: sore

Since we still don't know what is up with our future living arrangements we decided to get off our butts and do something about some things around the house. None of these are necessarily new ideas, but rather they are from an idealistic wish list I kinda dreamed up.

Structurally the house is in good shape, all but the patio roof. It took some serious water on during the summer rains of '06 and has got some rot spots and just needs to be ripped off and replaced starting with the wood and ending at the tar. If Travis winds up on going, he'll go in early January and I'm just going to hire someone to do the patio. So, most of what we are doing right now is cosmetic.

I started in on the bathroom a few weeks ago. I got the wall color up, Travis got the new light and the new medicine cabinet up, I touched up the bad spots and left the trim and the cabinet for later. Why? Well, we are going to repaint all the house doors and the baseboards the same color (its called chocolate froth but it looks like an off-white/almond color) we wanted to paint the bathroom cabinet and we needed an oil-based primer to keep the stain on the wooden doors and trim from bleeding through. So, I just waited for no real reason.

I started priming the bathroom door and trim this week. Travis has a four-day this weeked so he decided he would get a go on the kitchen. I think he thought it would be a day job and now I think he thinks it will never get finished.

I woke up late today (ahh- goooood husband) because Travis got up and shut off the alarm and got the kids together. I eventually woke up around 8 or so. I just put on my paint pants, dirty as they were, and came to the kitchen. I started doing simple work right off. Travis was taking my decorative bottles and the cookie jar/pitcher/salt and pepper shaker off the top of the cabinets. They were nasty. He started washing, I finished and he cleaned the dust and grime from the top of the cabinets. Then, he broke his drill. I sent him out to get a new drill and a sander (because I wasn't sure I would buy one he would like on my last outing to Home Depot). So, I finished washing the crap and then started to putty in the holes left from the outgoing hardware on the cabinets. I brushed my hair and got my phone and purse and headed out the door to HD for new hardware and some more paint accessories. When I got home he had all the doors down and was sanding. I took the hardware off the doors and then puttied in the holes. By the time I was done, he had started to prime the cabinets so I took over the sander for the doors and drawers. It took us the rest of the day (yes, the whole freakin' day!) to sand and prime and prime a second coat. I still have a third of the doors to put a second coat of primer on, but the cabinets are ready for paint. We worked until about 5:30 or 6:00, until I was almost ready to cry because I was so tired. All Travis could do was laugh at me. What a ween.

Anyway, I figure we'll have everything painted by tomorrow night, complete with touch-ups. If we do, then Travis can take care of the hardware on Sunday while I have a full day of nursery at church and then am taking Amanda, her friend and her BOYFRIEND to the movies on post. I figure by that time I'll have the mentality of a teenager from huffing paint fumes and over-exposure to my mission minded man. All I plan to do is mark out where the door pulls are supposed to go.

I think Travis plans to take off the big, heavy, metal security door Monday to prime and paint it. I am putting a distressed finish on the kitchen cabinets by hitting them with the hammer and using screwdrivers and knives to make interesting dents and marks in the wood. I should be able to finish that and get the dark stain on and then wiped off by 10 am. I guess after that I should go finish the bathroom paint at that point, huh?

But, as it is, my body hurts so bad right now that the thought of getting out of this chair, where I've been sitting for a really long time, just to go to bed seems like too much work. My whole spine is screaming like a loon, the bottom of my feet hurt because I stood and worked all day in flip-flops, I still have paint on my skin all over my body (including my freshly painted nails upon which I worked tirelessly two days ago), my shoulders are on fire and my right hand feels like it is about to vibrate off the end of my arm from holding the sander for so long.

I am wishing right now that the cabinet fairy will come down and finish up just as soon as I get the energy to get out of this chair and limp/hobble/hunch my way down the hall to my bed, which I plan to never again leave.

Oh, and do you know how much new doorknobs for the inside of your house cost? Holy crap! I hope the cabinet fairy has a Home Depot card with a high limit.