The mother appears to have some kind of bug. I’m hoping it’s not the same one that leveled my assistant last week, prompting an ER visit. And I’m hoping to hell that I don’t get it.
I’ve been scrubbing my hands regularly and I think I’ve gone through a half-can of Lysol already. I finally got her to go to bed last night; she’d been crashed on the sofa. That left me in charge of Toby and Ozzie, both of whom were alternately being pains in the butt. (Their collective sense of timing at being obnoxious is scary.)
In between the evening routine and trying to keep those two out of trouble, I measured the bathroom, the kitchen, and the family room for ceiling tile. Step One of the much discussed and long-delayed Michelangelo Project: determine an amount and order material. In the kitchen, I also had to measure for the trim. It’s the one room where we’re going to get the matching egg and dart molding.
While I’m on this ordering frenzy, maybe I can finally order those two new bases for the columns on the porch. With all the rain we’ve been getting lately, it would be great to have those in place.And since I’m doling out money, I guess I’d better go ahead and pay the homeowner’s insurance. The tax bill will be coming soon enough.
That’s one thing about owning property – it’s never really paid for in full, is it?
2 comments:
Ooh, can't wait to see your ceiling projects! How exciting! Our two cats always pick when our kids have just gone to bed to raise a ruckus. Jumping into bed with one, crashing around on the floor chasing a toy, running like maniacs up or down the stairs...I think they have a sense for when they are supposed to be quiet!
C&C -- Thanks! I'm kind of curious to see how it's going to work myself.
Yeah those kids, including the furry ones, can be real little monsters!
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