It all started out innocently enough, day 'one', going over to the old place and cleaning out most of the remaining 'stuff'...sweeping the floors, dusting the blinds, hauling a folding lawn chair around with me and sitting down in each room, making a list of things that needed to be done in each room...that kind of day.
It didn't stay innocent though.
I was informed that the floor guys would be there in 10 days to refinish the floors in the two bedrooms, hallway and living room. Let's all say it together, 'ACK!'. again? ACK! ok.
Granted the master-bedroom just needed the ceiling painted...cool.
The second bedroom needed the ceiling painted, the cove and base trim painted AND the trim around the windows and doors...ok..cool..
Then the closet area outside the second bedroom, that ceiling and cove and base trim as well as around the doors.. ok, cool....
The hallway...ceiling painted, cove and base trim painted as well as both pocket doors and trim AND the walls...is it still 'cool'? (I think not)
The living room. The big 'groaner'...this room has remained fairly original in that the trim is the original and has been painted a million times, at least, and I tried, I really did, but I was running out of time...I sanded the cove and base trim as well as I could, painted the ceiling and all that trim and around the windows AND the walls.
Did I mention that I still had Gracie two of those days? no? So, basically I did all that in 8 days, they were very long days you can be sure but yeah, 8 days. I would have felt like superwoman except I was pretty much exhausted...It really is easier said/written than done, just takes a few minutes....
Then I hit a brick wall. I've spent this past week at home whilst the floor dudes are over there and I'll be taking this weekend as a holiday weekend before I start in again...oh...next Wednesday.
Guess what? all those rooms I just worked on? The base trim all has new quarter-round that needs priming, filling, sanding, and painting. That's a LOT of down on the floor work and I tell you, those floors get hard really quickly...even with the 2 little stacked rugs that I take around with me, you know, as a 'barrier' between my 'mature' bones and that floor.
I've had plenty to do here, what with catching up with cleaning and laundry and...and...oh yeah, that cooking dinner business.
Gracie started school, (you can click on photos and get the 'close-ups)
This has been fun. Watching her walk out of the school, they have to line up against a wall and raise their hand when they see whoever is picking them up. The first day I picked her up she walked out and she's looking around but doesn't see me and it hit me...she's looking around but she's not really 'seeing' anything, you know? (she got that from me...) So I sat there and just watched her, it took a good 5 minutes before she actually 'saw' me although she had 'looked' in my direction several times. Heh.
She also got her ears pierced right before school started, her decision and her choice of earrings? They're tiny pale pink sparkley ones...very pretty.
She was kind enough to allow me to take her photo, it was hot that day and she really really wanted to take her shoes off so I got 3 photos snapped quick like. I just love those little black shoes, they're so sturdy!
The dress...I first saw this dress on her when we were in Stillwater and it struck me as a bit odd, and I asked Deidre where it came from....well, she had taken Gracie to a resell shop one afternoon and pretty much let the girl pick some school clothes out, this child chose all retro stuff, seriously. The fabric is a woven affair and very soft. (even on the inside as she informed me)
That day I picked her up and while I was watching her it hit me that the style, which I had thought a bit odd at first, actually suits her perfectly. This is her favourite dress. The colours are lovely on her and watching her move around...well, it really is just perfect. She chose well. How amazing is that? I still can't do 'that'. Perhaps I should take her with me next time I'm forced into shopping for something to wear....
We're having a holiday weekend...Labour Day.
Monday is also Conor's 10th birthday! I can hardly believe he's 10 years old...4th grade in school. They're throwing a big party for him on Saturday, inviting the whole family and all the children (Deidre's side of the family is HUGE) and he knows I love him but I'm just not feeling up to being around that many folks (sure, go ahead, call me a poop-head, I've been called worse) so they're coming over Monday, we'll cook out and have a good time, just more on the quiet side. I'll bake him a cake...I have a castle cake mold which is pretty cool, he's admired it before...and I'm thinking chocolate cake....
Knitting? I'm on square #3 for the Miner's Blanket Project...no photos at the moment..it's Thursday night and it's dark outside...next post and I'll try and post sooner than 2 weeks...but please, no one hold their breath...I'll try.
Happy Knitting to All and continue to make good times.