Monday: Rejoice in a quiet, rainy day at home with the family. Ran to Home Depot & 2 Lowe's stores. Bought bathroom supplies: cabinet paint, mirror, cabinet handle, light fixture. Also broke down & bought 2 patio chairs & cushions on clearance (love them!). I painted the cabinet in the bathroom, and stared morosely at the blobs of paint I fudged on the ceiling. Decided to tackle that another day.
Tuesday: First "normal" day in months. Big Sis back to school, Big Daddy off to WORK! Work, work, worky, work. Oh work, I rejoice in thy word & shall rejoice even more in the paycheck thy will direct deposit to our checking account in 10 days. Went to 2 grocery stores, made calzones & apple spice cake as celebratory dinner. Painted inside of cabinet door & first coat on mirror.
Wednesday: Big Sis was sick, so we stayed home. Too much TV & not enough sunshine left all of us a little cranky. 2nd coat on cabinet, door, mirror. Managed to touch up the bathroom ceiling & it looks tremendously better. Stared at the patches of peeled off ceiling paint in the bedroom & hallway. Could not muster the energy to tackle the mess of sanding & painting.
Thursday: Oh Thursday. I was feeling so ambitious, and then You Sucked. I realized that I was going to have to take apart the mirror or else I would see a little bit of the brown wood reflected from the inside. *sigh* I pried it apart, and painted the inside. I also painted the cabinet door, touched up the paint on the cabinet itself, and sanded, primed & painted the baseboards. I decided to try the No-Knead Bread recipe. Fell walking up the stairs while holding my phone and the computer. No technology damage, but my hand still feels like something is out of place. Realized I forgot a key ingredient for dinner & had to face Walmart before dinner. Then, I threw a temper tantrum while attempting to make Boneless Buffalo Chicken & proceeded to tell Big Daddy that he could "Make His Own _______ Dinner". Not one of my better moments.
Friday: Broke the bathroom mirror while trying to put it back together. Scratched the cabinet while hanging the door. Bought the wrong spray paint. Had to move the washer & dryer across the laundry room so I could install the new furnace filter. Almost crushed the furnace filter trying to wedge it into place. Big J soaked himself going potty at Sears (a first. the soaking, not the Sears visit.). Walked the local mall & felt infernally depressed at the plethora of Deb/ Rue21/ Charlotte Russe's & distinct lack of Gap/ Banana Republic/ Sephora. Cut off the tops of all the buildings I was trying to take pictures of. Burned the bottom of the No-Knead Bread. Sent Big Sis off to a last minute sleepover, then got a midnight phone call that she wanted to come home. *big sigh*
I have high hopes for next week. It's GOT to be better, right??
2 comments:
Hang in there ;) And I've totally had that dinner "conversation" before...
I we could go out for cokes together and ease the pain. Next week will be better!
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