Nature’s Flower Arrangement

The cranky pants might make it back out today.

This is always a possibility anyway when it is cold and dreary like it is today, but even more so because I STILL haven’t heard back on the last contractor bid, even though I sent a follow up email a couple of days ago to try and get a time frame to expect the estimate.

I really hate it, but I think I’m going to have to seriously consider going the route of having only the HVAC and electric done and being forced to do all the framing and drywall myself. It’s funny, really. I’m totally okay with breaking out ALL the different power tools and doing more detailed, complicated work like building frickin’ cabinets, but I hate the idea of doing the framing and drywall work.

It is all just so frustrating.

 

Late Afternoon Sun

Apparently my cranky pants are still firmly in place today. This happens when roofers begin work at the butt crack of dawn right outside my window.

You’d think I’d be used to this by now. I’ve dealt with construction noises in my neighborhood since we moved in 16 years ago, only ever getting a few months here and there of quiet.

The difference? Almost every single house behind me, new houses that are only about 2 years old, are getting a new roof put on. Have you ever heard a new roof getting put on? It is non-stop banging from the start to the finish of the project. There are a LOT of new houses behind me.

I do feel bad for the homeowners because no one should have to replace the roof on a house that is only a few years old. When we saw the first one getting done, it was confusing, but just chalked it up to a potential random thing. Then a few days later, a couple more houses were getting the same treatment. Then a couple more. The only thing we can come up with is that there had to have been some major recall or defect in the roofing. And DAMN! That has got to suck.

Still, I really wish stuff like this didn’t start so frickin’ early in the morning!

Only The Beginning

I spent the bulk of my day yesterday working out cabinet and shelf layouts for my craft room. I got probably one of the hardest spaces worked out, the one that ties all the sides together. It was kind of like trying to figure out an extremely difficult puzzle and the most obnoxious brain teaser combined, but managed to do it. I still have several sections to work out, but they aren’t as tricky or problematic.

Once that is done, I can finalize my lighting and electrical layouts, which means I can move forward with finding contractors to start the parts I can’t do myself. I still have the specific interiors and storage elements of those cabinets to do, but that can be done at any time and won’t impact any contract work.

I have all the tools I’m going to need either here or on their way and Hubby and I went ant picked up my counter tops the other day. I learned that this is so NOT going to be a one person job and that I just might die before it is all finished and I can enjoy it because those suckers are HEAVY!! I’m still feeling it a couple of days later. And that was with help hauling all 4 pieces to the basement.

It feels amazing to finally be making progress!

*There isn’t any context and the colors aren’t correct, but this is going to be the layout of my back wall.

Craft Room: Back Wall Design
Craft Room: Back Wall Design

Black & White Daylily Stamen

Yesterday was probably the most bizarre first day of school I’ve ever seen. It was weird enough having BG at home, but the weather felt like a cold Halloween night, making everything feel completely out of sync.

We shattered previous records by something like 10 degrees. No, 56 isn’t exactly cold, but for a high temp during the first part of September and the day after hitting near 90, it felt frigid. I threatened to turn the heat on last night (didn’t, but came damn close.) I don’t know that I’ve ever turned the heat on this close to the beginning of September. The very end of the month, maybe, but not anywhere near the beginning.

Today isn’t going to be any warmer and it is rainy and dreary on top of it. That isn’t very conducive to motivating me to do anything other than snuggle down with a book and a pot of coffee.