I broke down last week. The remodel finally got to me. My breaking point came when a drywall contractor in stilts surprised Cash at 7:30am on his way to finish out my closet. Cash freaked out, barking like mad. I was barely dressed, and here comes some guy into my personal space. I had to manage the barking dog, while not letting the drywaller get an inappropriate peek at my goods. With the invasion into my personal space, came copious amounts of drywall dust. A layer of white covered everything in my house. The lack of privacy, and dust pushed me over the edge and sent me east to my in-laws. It was lovely. I slept in a bed, enjoyed a peaceful morning, and went for a long trail run with Cash. We moved back in to our bedroom on Saturday, cleaned the house, and did boat loads of laundry. Life is so much better, and we seem to be working our way back to normal. Photos from the past week:
Me and my moo at on a lunch break from shopping.
Cashie on our trail run.
Trying to capture the happiness that came with the distance from the chaos at home.
Went on a walk at Lincoln with the dogs, Moo and Lana.
Pre break down. Drywall up, and finishing started.
In my new closet, not finished, but you get a sense of the added space.
Saturday morning. Houston, we have walls with pristine corners!!!
Complete, with primer.
My mom came over to do my hair on Saturday. We were in the basement, and left Cash alone upstairs. Dervish.
The result of rubbing an itchy nose on the kitchen floor. Cash resembles the rest of our house - a nice layer of drywall dust.
Floors, windows, doors, paint and roof (weather permitting) this week. Holy cow progress!
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