Well, we’re still not officially in our new house. So first I need to thank Grey’s wonderful and very generous mom and dad who have assumed the role of our host — and on demand babysitters. Yay Rick and Louise!! The second person I need to thank is Grey, because he’s been working like a dog.
The hold-up in our move’s been the fact that we’ve been doing home improvement tasks like painting and spackling before we move in — which we figure is waaaay easier to do now rather than when we’re actually living there. Hopefully, we’ll finish all the projects in the next few days and be unpacking in our new abode later this weekend. The thing is, when I say we I mean, Grey. He’s been slaving away (in a house with no AC — that gets turned on Friday) and in 100 degree temperatures. Working in the house is literally like doing DIY in a sweatbox. If you want to understand what Grey’s been doing, just put on a snowsuit and hop into your oven with a paintbrush and nail gun — that should give you a good idea.
The poor guy’s been toiling away in the heat and having an indecisive pregnant lady picking out things like paint colors isn’t helping. For example, for our hallway and the kitchen, Grey has already slathered on six coats of paint — not because it needed that much, but because I kept changing my mind about the color. Four cans of yellow paint later — I’ve finally decided Hawthorne Yellow brightened by 25% is the one!!
Lucky for me, too. If I brought home one more can of butter-hued laquer, I bet the walls would have been covered in goat’s blood because Grey would have turned into Satan. Gotta love home improvement!