Yes, this post will include a house update. BUT FIRST!
Earlier this week I stopped by my friend’s house. Her daughter and Tyler are 12 days apart and, for the first time this year, have classes together at the middle school. I walked in the door and my friend says, “Brenna, YOU TELL WINDY WHAT YOU JUST TOLD ME ABOUT TYLER.”
Oh, Lord, I thought, he’s dealing drugs at school.
“Well,” the eighth grader began, “Tyler is… like…. kind of…
WHAT?? JUST TELL ME!
“Wait, what?” I could not believe my ears. “Tyler? Our Tyler?”
“Yeah, I know, right?”
So that was weird.
OK, now we can talk about the house.
The plumbers have done their work, with a couple of exceptions. They still need to re-rough the drain lines under the kitchen sink (SEXY) and the City of Tallahassee needs to turn on our natural gas (GASSY).
The electricians have contented themselves with punching an alarming number of holes in our walls and ceilings.
Really? Was every single one of those necessary?
There have been a series of minor crises. In my head, the severity of a problem corresponds to the number of digits in the price to fix said problem. So, we’ve had a four-digit mouse problem, a three-digit HVAC problem, and a three-digit van AC problem…. in the last week.
We’re also remembering – slowly – why we bought this house in the first place. We’re finally seeing through the veil of repairs to the house itself. The porch is an amazing place to sit, whether it’s first thing in the morning with a cup of coffee, or last thing at night with a glass of wine. The bedrooms are taking shape, and the kids have spent a couple of nights in “the big house.” I have not – my rule is that my coffee maker and I must sleep under the same roof. Also, the mouse problem brings with it a flea problem, which no.
It appears that we’ve inherited a cat along with a landscaper. We call him (her?) Bonus Cat. It’s all black, and it loves to lurk in the crawl space and scare plumbers and electricians.
I believe the electricians will be done, or substantially done, by the end of next week. Fingers crossed, people!