Eleven Days: A relaxing weekend

So what did you do, Dear Readers? Spend some time at a cottage? Chase the bairns around? Have a barbeque? Read a book or magazine?

I did this.

(Normally, Dear Readers, I laugh in the face of instructions that say you need two people for furniture assembly. This time I managed to get it put together, but damned if I could lift into place against the wall.)

And this.

(Fortunately I had company in the form of parents bearing a hacksaw who assisted in lifting it. It's a heavy bookcase. Also, you can see that there are real blinds in the windows. The hacksaw was needed to shorten the width so they'd fit. Also also, you can see that the window trim and sills are done.)

And this.

(The upstairs bathroom. Do you have any idea how hard it is to paint white over a dark beige. Very hard, Dear Readers. The dark beige is slightly visible in the ceiling of the shower. In any case, I got the second coat on and was actually able to use the bathroom, since it was no longer swathed in plastic drop sheets.)

And this.

(The missing part for the dresser showed up and I got it put together. My god, Dear Readers; the number of pieces in that box was overwhelming. Now we're just waiting for the mate's bed, which should show up tomorrow. Also, there's a blind in her window now. Left to do: flowers, curtains.)

The painting is "done." As in, I'm not doing any more until after I move in. I've given up on the inside of the kitchen cabinets, it's just too much work for right now. Maybe the rest of the kitchen, but not right now. (Unless any of you are volunteering to come help.) Took the kitchen doors off, and good Maude what a difference that makes. Found the recycling depot and carried out several loads of empty boxes; found the garbage room and got rid of the crap. Swept the floors (they still desperately need a mopping). Tidied up the storage room, which somehow was already full of crap. Cut shelf liners and put the dishes away. Hung up some hooks and organizing things in the front hall.

The one thing I didn't do much of, was sleep.

I feel like I ran a marathon this weekend, if a marathon can also make your arms and chest and back ache.

But it is actually starting to come together now, and I can sit here on the loveseat (that I assembled last weekend) and picture where things are going to go and how it's all going to look when it's done. I can picture living here.

Posted by Andrea at August 6, 2007 8:29 AM under Decision 2007

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