Do I post this morning to avoid doing taxes, or do I really have something to say? Whatever the case, I enjoy a chai latte and a cheddar cheese pasty at the Brentwood Social House and gather myself for the next great adventure(s). As I sat collapsed on the sectional last night, Dave brought up the subject of the bathroom remodel--the Last Great (indoor) Endeavor on the house. He thought it might be a good idea to have it done while we're in Montana this summer. Hah. Even with contractors I love (and I adore Jay and his crew), I am never leaving a remodeling project to be done without me present again. The kitchen taught me my lesson, and even though Dave is happy with it and everything is (mostly) okay, it would have been a lot easier if I had been here riding herd on it. There would have been less damage, the schedule would have been followed better, and I would have seen problems as they were installed, not later as I stumbled upon them.
Fortunately for Dave's sanity and my OCD, we have an apartment to sleep in while the master bedroom and bathroom are being torn up and recreated from scratch. Nothing major is actually happening in the bedroom--just replacing the carpet with a hardwood floor, but you have to go through the bedroom to get to the bathroom and the construction debris and chaos tromped through would wear on both of us. By sleeping up in the apartment we can just pretend the area of the house under remodel doesn't exist.
Of course that means I have to get on Jay's schedule...
And now, many hours later, the day is over! I'm on Jay's schedule for Monday, I cancelled all of the utilities and insurance for the studio and closed some loose ends on the house. Then I took my daughter to lunch at her favorite restaurant (McDonald's), and after I dropped her back at school, I headed to my knit along up in Jonestown. The evening was rounded out by date night--John Wick 2 at the Alamo Drafthouse in Lakeline. Ah, a day of sitting. Pure bliss!