Originally, the plan was to write about the short time Hubby and I lived in North Carolina, but it's kind of a long story, so I opted to tell a short story.
Remodeling projects can be long drawn-out affairs, with plenty of discouraging times. It is also a time when an appropriate motto is: adapt, improvise, overcome.
As if on cue, adapt, improvise, and overcome, came into play yesterday.
My blog was just minutes away from being finished, when the electricity needed to be turned off. Hubby gave me the warning as he went down to the basement to start turning off the breakers one by one, while our electrician friend checked to see that the proper line was turned off. Then I held my breath as I heard each click of the breaker. As luck would have it, the computer is on the same electrical line as the outside light they were working on. Go figure. As a result, I was not able to post my N blog yesterday. So, today I'll just combine the two.
We are in such a time. In fact, Hubby and I spent the morning going from discount place to discount place, trying to find bathroom vanities that will fit into the space we have in our bathroom. No such luck. We finally stopped at a local cabinet store to find out the cost to have a vanity custom built. It's not like we are looking for something extremely exotic and expensive. We only want a 60" cabinet, one sink in the center, in a darker finish. No one has anything remotely close to that in stock.
Hubby has been working diligently on the plumbing this weekend, so that we can have our new water purifier installed, making it possible to run my new dishwasher and drink water out of the faucet. He will have a happy wife when that job is completed.
We've also decided that the new bathroom will be our new top priority. We're getting tired of showering in the basement. We had to choose between the kitchen or the bathroom. The kitchen is not finished, but functional, so we are ready to change our focus to the bathroom. Note to Amazing Daughter: After looking for a shower base to fit our space, and not finding anything, we've come to the conclusion that we will be putting a new tub in the bathroom.
When we got home from our unproductive search, there was a large box of plants waiting to be placed in their new, as of now, undetermined home. If the wind ever quits blowing, I might get a chance to get outside and start planting. (That tall "Fragile" box at the left contains our new countertop, which will someday be installed.)
These are the "before" and "now" pictures of our bathroom. After Hubby gutted the bathroom, it became a storage room.
O is for Obstinate
This is a walk down Memory Lane, way back in the day, when the kiddos were very young. Son #2 BD was in kindergarten, and Amazing Daughter was four years old. BD and Daughter were playing and she was not cooperating by doing what he wanted her to do. I was in the other room, listening to them. Suddenly, out of frustration, BD yelled to me, "Mom, she is being obstinate!" Now, I know my kids are smart, brilliant even, but when he said that, I nearly fell over. How did he know about that word, at age five?
I learned later, that it was due to the Letter People. Miss O is obstinate.
Well, I must close for now. We are continuing our search for bathroom vanities. Maybe we will be successful today.