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01-14-07 12:10 PM - This One Is Actually Staged
The dog actually fell asleep while I was pretending to be asleep. It makes the photo all the more adorable.
The calm in this picture says nothing of the whirlwind of activity in my house in the past few weeks. The whole damn thing is in upheaval.
The main bathroom has been entirely redone: new bathtub, new toilet, new sink, new tiling. Soon, there'll be a new floor to go with it.
The kitchen has been repainted, the counters have been removed in preparation for new countertops. New cabinets have been installed, giving us something to do with the left side of the kitchen other than a repository for dog waste. We'll have new appliances within the next few months.
The entire living room has been rearranged and rewired. All of the electronics have been moved to the other side of the room. The bedsheet formerly serving as the screen for my projector has been replaced by an actual screen.
There's a giant tapestry of Sleeping Beauty's Castle hanging over my bed now.
Little things have changed, too. All the doorknobs in the house have been changed, so now we can lock each other out of rooms temporarily during fights. The knobs and handles on every folding door and cabinet have been replaced. The decorations for both bathrooms have been put in place after months of storage.
The constant change has put us in a few awkward positions.
For one, when the tub was removed, xmas weekend hit before the new tub could be installed. This left us with a pipe sticking out of the wall at the level of the tub spout. We showered in the squatting position for the long weekend (and the two sick days the guys installing it took afterwards) which is every bit as pleasant as it sounds.
I'm not as comfortable with change as I thought I was. Well, to be fair, it's more the prospect of change that has me constantly second-guessing the wisdom of what we're doing. When actual change occurs I embrace it and welcome even more in its direction. I just hem and haw when it comes to getting a project like this started. I think the problem is that what "this" refers to is interchangeable with too many things in my life.
01-14-07 12:10 PM - This One Is Actually Staged
The dog actually fell asleep while I was pretending to be asleep. It makes the photo all the more adorable.
The calm in this picture says nothing of the whirlwind of activity in my house in the past few weeks. The whole damn thing is in upheaval.
The main bathroom has been entirely redone: new bathtub, new toilet, new sink, new tiling. Soon, there'll be a new floor to go with it.
The kitchen has been repainted, the counters have been removed in preparation for new countertops. New cabinets have been installed, giving us something to do with the left side of the kitchen other than a repository for dog waste. We'll have new appliances within the next few months.
The entire living room has been rearranged and rewired. All of the electronics have been moved to the other side of the room. The bedsheet formerly serving as the screen for my projector has been replaced by an actual screen.
There's a giant tapestry of Sleeping Beauty's Castle hanging over my bed now.
Little things have changed, too. All the doorknobs in the house have been changed, so now we can lock each other out of rooms temporarily during fights. The knobs and handles on every folding door and cabinet have been replaced. The decorations for both bathrooms have been put in place after months of storage.
The constant change has put us in a few awkward positions.
For one, when the tub was removed, xmas weekend hit before the new tub could be installed. This left us with a pipe sticking out of the wall at the level of the tub spout. We showered in the squatting position for the long weekend (and the two sick days the guys installing it took afterwards) which is every bit as pleasant as it sounds.
I'm not as comfortable with change as I thought I was. Well, to be fair, it's more the prospect of change that has me constantly second-guessing the wisdom of what we're doing. When actual change occurs I embrace it and welcome even more in its direction. I just hem and haw when it comes to getting a project like this started. I think the problem is that what "this" refers to is interchangeable with too many things in my life.