According to Murphy's Law, since I was sick, it had to be on a day when no one could take care of me in any appreciable way. (Though Zoe, bless her heart, was so good to her mama. She was able to get me water and saltines.) Scott had taken the day off work so he could spend the entire weekend working on the new house. He and Zachary camped out and worked from dawn til dusk. Thankfully, they avoided what had hit me because they weren't here, but poor Zoe got in it's path and at 5:00 am on Sunday morning her toilet hugging began. By 10 am she was fine. I wish my immune system was still that effective! I wasn't feeling anywhere near human again until late Sunday, and then it was only in short bursts.
Despite moving at a snail's pace, I did drag myself out to the new house long enough to inspect the progress. Poor Scott had slaved away all weekend and didn't get halfway through what he wanted, but got a lot done. The crown molding in our bedroom is up and the fridge has been moved, complete with the install of a new water line and shut-off valve with a proper remodel box. The old range is out and all of the cabinets along that wall of the kitchen have been removed. The cabinets that go above the fridge were cut to size and new trim was added and stained. Scott did a great job. It always amazes me that an engineer/computer programmer is also so good at construction.
If you compare this shot to the before pics in the blog, you can see what a great job Scott did modifying the cabinet. |
Forgive the spots, apparently the lens on my cheap digital camera needs to be cleaned! |
I had big plans for Wednesday, but woke up and my right eye was swollen shut. By Wednesday night, my left eye had joined the party and Thursday morning both eyes were swollen shut. I spent those two days popping ibuprofen and using ice packs on my eyes. In the midst of that I had to keep chaos at bay in the old house and did a whirlwind cleaning when a Realtor called wanting to show the house in 2 hours.
Despite all of the weird illnesses, house showings, homeschooling and the normal copious amounts of laundry and dishes, we are moving forward. We're like the Little Engine That Could!
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