Joining Kelly at This Ain't the Lyceum for a little Third Person Thursday and Mary Kate at Why, yes, I AM crazy who's filling in for Cari at Clan Donaldson on this Theme Thursday.
"These people are crazy", she thought. Annery sat at her computer, finally taking the time to post an entry on what was quickly becoming her favorite blogging day. Talking in the third person and sharing pictures? That ranked as two fun challenges and Annery was FINALLY taking a break to join the fun. Well, right after she figures out what' going on in the kitchen with the 8 y/o using the soap grater to grate cheese on her taco....or maybe she doesn't want to know. Ignorance is bliss, after all.
It's been a long week. Annery can feel an ache radiating from each joint. Days of moving boxes, patching cracks, waterproofing and painting has begun to take its toll on Annery's energy, as well as her patience.
The basement crew comes on Monday to reinforce all four basement walls. In the time before they arrive, Annery has become determined to patch and waterproof while there's still access to the entire wall. This would have been a great plan if she'd thought of it four months ago when the crew was scheduled. Maybe even three months ago when she started moving stuff around the basement to make room for the crew's work. Even two weeks ago would've been genius compared to the self-imposed madness of this week.
It all started with the playroom. Annery surveyed the space and decided it would be fun to have a bright wall color. Then she realized the large plates to stabilize the wall would be hard to paint around, then she thought about how those plates would have space behind them that wasn't waterproofed. Her house is truly the "If You Give a Pig a Pancake" of projects. There's always something that needs to be done just so she can get to the project at hand.
And that's how she found herself in her paint clothes Monday morning.
Annery filled in all the multitude of cracks she just seemed to be noticing. The walls began to take on a strange pattern all their own.
Convinced the house was moments away from falling in around her, Annery let the wall set overnight.
Tuesday morning, the wall was still there. Chagrined and relived in near-equal measures, Annery began painting on the gritty, hard to work with, waterproofing paint. "No wonder it waterproofs", she thought, "it's cement - I'm painting on a NEW WALL!"
Wednesday morning brought a trip to the hardware store. Well, more accurately, two trips to the hardware store. The second trip resulted in Little Bean choosing a color for the basement walls. Well, Annery told her a shade of orange or yellow were her choices.
Satisfied with her work in one corner, Annery decided the rest of the basement needed at least patching and waterproofing before the basement crew arrives, so she knows the craziness will be continuing until Monday morning when the crew arrives. Not to worry, at least her husband is gone all weekend at a gaming convention. *sigh* Little Bean is going to earn her keep as big sister entertainment for Sweet Pea this weekend.
After a long week, Annery reached Thursday morning. It hit her too early with a pre-dawn trip to the gym.
She was less than enthusiastic about leaving the house so early, especially since it was COLD, and especially when there are words like "wind chill" being thrown about, making the air that much more artic.