Do you ever feel like you're living in one?
The past couple of weeks have been really good in a crazy, hectic, not-exactly-what-I-planned kind of way. There have been a few "seriously... this can't be happening to me" moments but overall, everything is going well.
But more on that in a moment...
Thank you! Thank you! I loved reading each and every comment about what brings you Joy. It was heartwarming that so many of you cited family and especially husbands. It was truly gratifying and sweet to see how many of you have been married a very, very long time. (And who knew there had been so many child-brides!?) For those of you who've had some challenges this past year, I was inspired by your positive spirit. Here's hoping that 2014 is a wonderful year for everyone!
A Random Rosie-Generated winner - Terrie Ruiz - was notified via e-mail and yes, she's received her Figgy Pudding.
So what's been going on here?
I've been moving everything from the garage into the house.
There are bins, boxes, stuffus, whatevers... everywhere. It's kind of a mess. Given how much "stuff" has been donated, recycled, and thrown out... I'm not sure how it all fit into the garage in the first place.
Before pictures of the garage? None.
But there will be After pictures... when it 's all done after the first of the year. Do you want them before everything is moved back? Or after?
I started moving things into the house a little before Thanksgiving so that I could space out some of the recycling of no-longer-needed business-related paper. I'm fortunate to live in a 'burg with unlimited curbside recycling - I didn't know that until I called to ask about how much I could put out - because as of last count, I've put out about 23 boxes of "paper". The boxes aren't huge, but they are heavy-ish.
On Friday - yes, the 13th - I finally got to scraping the popcorn ceiling in the garage. I admit it, I'd been putting it off for as long as possible. I had planned to sew Friday and then do the job on Saturday... until sanity prevailed and I decided to just get it over with. I guess-timated it would take an hour to finish removing the last few things from the garage, two hours to scrape the ceiling and an hour to clean up. I was done - including showered and dressed! - in less than four hours. Yippee for me!
Okay, so it went quickly because the gentleman coming to paint the following week is a genius! When I told him I'd be doing the ceiling myself and teased about needing to find the spray bottle, he recommending using the hose with the spray nozzle on MIST. If there is a Nobel Prize for DIY, I'm nominating John. By using the hose, I was able to get a larger area wetter more quickly. He teased that it works best in the garage but who's he kidding?! If I still had rooms to do in the house, I'd use the hose in there too.
So after the ceiling was scraped, the ceiling was textured, holes patched, walls primed and then painted on Tuesday and Wednesday. The floor re-finishers were here today and they'll finish tomorrow. The new cabinets go in on Thursday or Friday, and the new entry doors - patio to garage and garage to house - go in next Monday, along with new locks for the entire house.
The washing machine repair man also comes on Monday - the only fly in the ointment of my life this past week.
As for Christmas - I'm actually sort of ready for that too.
No, I don't have the tree up... I kind of goofed on that. When I was moving things into the house, that was one of the first things inside. I can see it... but I can't get to it very easily. Oops. But I have most everything else out so it's very festive. (And if you should ever see me considering the purchase of a Christmas pillow or Christmas cookie jar, you have my permission to slap me. More than once if necessary. Thank you.)
Now I'm going to warn you... as soon as I post this, I'm writing another post about my American Patchwork quilt-along quilt. It will post as soon as I'm done.
And then I'll be back tomorrow with something Christmas-related.
Three posts in less than 24 hours? It's a bona fide Christmas miracle.
It's the season for that kind of thing.