During the past few days, I’ve started slowly compiling a mental list of “little” things I still need to buy. You know, those last-minute kind of things that you neeeever think about –until you need them. And by then, it’s about five minutes after the hardware store closed!
Thinks like new screws for the cabinet doors. Small brads to tack up the freshly-painted new trim in the bathroom (but not until after the new tub surround goes up.) From there, things get a little bigger like flooring adhesive and grout for the kitchen and bathroom floors. I have two brand new diamond blades for the RotoZip and there’s a tile nipper in the kit I bought over the weekend, so I should be in good shape on the flooring jobs otherwise.
I need to start writing these things down, that’s for sure. That’s part of the problem when there are so many things going on at once. And the mother is no help. She’s already six or seven projects ahead. I have to keep reminding her: We HAVE to finish the kitchen and bathroom first. And we HAVE to. I can’t stand it much more. Right now, it’s rough just getting in and out of the kitchen. I still have about a fourth of the old flooring to tear up and then I have to put the backerboard down.
And then, HOW am I going to put tile in there with the appliances? I don’t have anywhere else to go with them! There is no room at the inn in the dining room and I am NOT fighting either one of those bad boys in or out of there again.
These are the kinds of things that keep me up at night. That, and a screaming cat.