I'm still keeping up that hectic posting schedule! Whew!
We are now at the beginning of a new school year for the kids, a school year which claims all three of them for a full school day. So! Liberating! I can actually Get Things Done during the day--multiple Things, even! So the house should be spotless, and there should be an elaborate, healthy, hot dinner on the table every day, right? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Instead, every room is a labyrinth of boxes and bins to navigate, and there is a 3mm layer of dust on everything, including the cat hair tumbleweeds. It's alright though, because it means RENOVATIONS ARE HAPPENING GLORY BE. The basement has been gutted and is about to be rebuilt, so everything that was down there has been brought up here (or shoved in the garage), and a thick layer of dust has settled over and into everything. The disgusting fireplace has been knocked out, and in its place is a hole wrapped in plastic. Tomorrow the gross spindle wall is coming down, as well as the wall which creates a redundant hallway. We may also knock out the bathroom wall, but that one will have to wait until we have a finished bathroom downstairs to use while the main floor bathroom is non-operational.
I am super happy about this. Even the crazy, dusty bits. Even the moving-furniture-by-myself-in-an-overcrowded-dusty-room bits (which is what I am doing this weekend, in prep for the wall-bludgeoning tomorrow). It's all good, baby.
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
My Word
I am bad at this. I have thought many times of updating this here slice of interweb, but passed in favour of staring blankly at a wall, or some other intellectually stimulating activity. Really, the problem is that I decided this would be a good place to document the changes we are making to the house, and then we didn't make any. Okay, we did make a couple (firstly, we put our stuff in it), but I have been feeling so down about this place that I didn't even want to talk about it. Not even to myself, which is really what this entire site is: a socially acceptable alternative to the usual muttering out loud I do at the grocery store.
This house depresses me. Will I be able to make it not hateful? I worry that I won't. Especially when my first tentative forays into ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (that was supposed to be Bowie-esque) have been mildly disappointing with a hint of frustrating. Paint colours that aren't quite as planned. Minor projects that are painfully slow to complete. And ugly, ugly everywhere! I just want to make the ugly go away, and it's hard! Waaah, my life is so difficult.
On the plus side, the kids and I survived 10 days together without another adult. I mean, besides schoolteachers and whatnot. I navigated 1.5 weeks of solo parenthood, and I have to say, HOLY CRAP real single parents are amazing. I didn't even have to go to work or anything, and I am so exhausted I can't see straight. I am humbled.
This house depresses me. Will I be able to make it not hateful? I worry that I won't. Especially when my first tentative forays into ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (that was supposed to be Bowie-esque) have been mildly disappointing with a hint of frustrating. Paint colours that aren't quite as planned. Minor projects that are painfully slow to complete. And ugly, ugly everywhere! I just want to make the ugly go away, and it's hard! Waaah, my life is so difficult.
On the plus side, the kids and I survived 10 days together without another adult. I mean, besides schoolteachers and whatnot. I navigated 1.5 weeks of solo parenthood, and I have to say, HOLY CRAP real single parents are amazing. I didn't even have to go to work or anything, and I am so exhausted I can't see straight. I am humbled.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Loser
As in, not a winner. No new rug for me--at least, not a free one. I am eyeballing a flokati that I think will add some lovely texture, and hopefully distract from the less appealing...well, everything else. I wonder how it would hold up to cats and kids?
This weekend we left the kids with their first non-family sitter and went to a holiday party. I made a pear-infused vodka, and a rosemary-infused simple syrup, and mixed up some of these. They were really yummy! Perhaps a little too yummy, if you know what I mean. I wish I'd thought to take a photo of my lovely little bar-in-a-box before we left. I arranged all the drink components (vodka, syrup, sparkling water, pear nectar) and some handmade linen cocktail napkins in a small fruit crate, with the cocktail recipe tucked in. It looked so nice I had to immediately mix and drink four glasses all by myself. It also helped me stop caring that I hardly knew anyone there, or that my skirt was really short. Okay, I never really stopped caring about either of those things, but I did feel generally better about the world. Until the next morning.
Although I forgot to take a picture of my artfully arranged alcohol, I have been snapping pictures of the cats like a crazy person. In future years, I will probably have them screenprinted onto sweatshirts that I will wear for my walks in the mall or to bingo games. I keep telling myself to stop, but then Pip climbs into the dishwasher again, and lets melty ice cream drip on him from the top rack, and my hand just picks up that camera and starts clicking. Why am I compelled to document their idiocy? I guess it's because I wuvs them.
I am exhausted (battling a cold), and I know tomorrow is going to be draining. But I don't sleep well when I'm stressed about an impending event, so I'm stalling bedtime. I think I will chug some Neo-Citran in hopes of actually getting some quality rest. Kids, don't try this at home, I am a trained professional. Mmmm...hot, lemony, medicinal goodness.
This weekend we left the kids with their first non-family sitter and went to a holiday party. I made a pear-infused vodka, and a rosemary-infused simple syrup, and mixed up some of these. They were really yummy! Perhaps a little too yummy, if you know what I mean. I wish I'd thought to take a photo of my lovely little bar-in-a-box before we left. I arranged all the drink components (vodka, syrup, sparkling water, pear nectar) and some handmade linen cocktail napkins in a small fruit crate, with the cocktail recipe tucked in. It looked so nice I had to immediately mix and drink four glasses all by myself. It also helped me stop caring that I hardly knew anyone there, or that my skirt was really short. Okay, I never really stopped caring about either of those things, but I did feel generally better about the world. Until the next morning.
Although I forgot to take a picture of my artfully arranged alcohol, I have been snapping pictures of the cats like a crazy person. In future years, I will probably have them screenprinted onto sweatshirts that I will wear for my walks in the mall or to bingo games. I keep telling myself to stop, but then Pip climbs into the dishwasher again, and lets melty ice cream drip on him from the top rack, and my hand just picks up that camera and starts clicking. Why am I compelled to document their idiocy? I guess it's because I wuvs them.
I am exhausted (battling a cold), and I know tomorrow is going to be draining. But I don't sleep well when I'm stressed about an impending event, so I'm stalling bedtime. I think I will chug some Neo-Citran in hopes of actually getting some quality rest. Kids, don't try this at home, I am a trained professional. Mmmm...hot, lemony, medicinal goodness.
Monday, November 22, 2010
Ahem
Well.
I thought this would be a great place to detail the torrent of fabulous, entertaining, super-clever things that swirl around in my head on a daily basis. Also it will save me from making a million long-distance calls to keep family and friends apprised of precisely what I ate for breakfast, how much housework I'm ignoring, where I found cat poo today, all that really important, need-to-know stuff. So I grabbed myself a generic blog template and prepared to unleash the awesome. However, the awesome lay dormant.
UNTIL TODAY.
Really I'm just posting because I need to have an online photo of a room, and what better place to plonk that photo than here? Design*Sponge is hosting a rug giveaway (here http://www.designspongeonline.com/2010/11/new-bev-hisey-dhuri-rug-giveaway.html), AND the giveaway is open to Canadians, AND I just happen to be about to move into a house that needs a serious shot of de-uglification.
Exhibit A:
I would like to point out that none of the furnishings belong to us. Still, there is some major fug happening in this room. Let's look at another angle, shall we?
Exhibit B:
This angle is not an improvement. But the worst is yet to come...
Exhibit C:
I'm not sure if I should laugh or cry. The nasty corner fireplace--with no wall behind it. The opposite half-wall with wooden spindles to the ceiling. The wallpaper. All bad. All so very, very bad.
Come to think of it, I'm not sure a new rug will be enough (although I certainly wouldn't refuse it if I won!). This room has definitely got a date with a sledgehammer in its future. I'll be sure to carefully roll up any super rugs I may or may not own, to keep away all the demolition dust.
I thought this would be a great place to detail the torrent of fabulous, entertaining, super-clever things that swirl around in my head on a daily basis. Also it will save me from making a million long-distance calls to keep family and friends apprised of precisely what I ate for breakfast, how much housework I'm ignoring, where I found cat poo today, all that really important, need-to-know stuff. So I grabbed myself a generic blog template and prepared to unleash the awesome. However, the awesome lay dormant.
UNTIL TODAY.
Really I'm just posting because I need to have an online photo of a room, and what better place to plonk that photo than here? Design*Sponge is hosting a rug giveaway (here http://www.designspongeonline.com/2010/11/new-bev-hisey-dhuri-rug-giveaway.html), AND the giveaway is open to Canadians, AND I just happen to be about to move into a house that needs a serious shot of de-uglification.
Exhibit A:
Exhibit B:
Exhibit C:
Come to think of it, I'm not sure a new rug will be enough (although I certainly wouldn't refuse it if I won!). This room has definitely got a date with a sledgehammer in its future. I'll be sure to carefully roll up any super rugs I may or may not own, to keep away all the demolition dust.
Friday, September 3, 2010
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