That’s how many times I have muttered silent cuss words under my breath in the last month. I sit here surrounded by complete and total chaos. We moved into a “project house” a few years ago. You know, the type of house that is super dated, but totally livable… and the driving force of what it could be motivates you from one project to another? Our home is a cottage-ish, choppy floor plan, 3/2.5, circa 1986, slice of project heaven. We love it here, love our neighbors, and intend to live in this home until we are old and grey and project’ed out. As 2018 was drawing to a close, we decided to dive in and replace the floors. Tile floor, glued down laminate, 30 year old speckled Berber, all over particle board. It had to go, and out it went. And the dust rained down as if hell itself delivered it… chalky, choking, and inescapably covering every. single. surface. I won’t bore you to tears with the first-world problems of ripping out old floors WHILE YOU STILL LIVE IN YOUR HOUSE… but let me just say: NEVER again. Never.
As I type there is a toilet on my front porch that has been there for FIVE days. We can see the light at the end of the floor-hell tunnel, and I feel vaguely reassured that one day in the near future there will not be a hoarders paradise of everything we own piled in the basement. I shed a few tears of frustration, but somewhere in the misery I found my big girl panties. Pulled them on, shut up. I held my tongue through incessant smoke breaks, and quietly removed Mountain Dew cans from atop Steve’s mom’s antique dining furniture. I got down and dirty in the wood and sawdust and shredded OSB and nail guns and crow bars and sore muscles. I am just praying to God it is over soon.
And then I can get back to writing. I miss it… the quiet reflection and research, the peace and calm. I’ve been making lists of some interesting/fun topics, some of them (snort) are even actually relevant to plant-based-aspiring-centenarianism. I’m not sure that’s a word. Whatever. Anyway, I’m sure you read plenty of “How to Stay On Track This Holiday Season”, or “Top Ten ‘New Year-New You’ Resolutions”.
Did you make resolutions this year? Care to share any? Thanks for checking in. I’ll be back to regular posting in another week or so. In the meantime, if you’re looking for something to do, come on by with a dust cloth. Or a mason jar of distilled medicinal spirits. I could use both.
Until next time, -B.