Behind the Painted Wall

Monday, March 18, 2013

Monday, March 18, 2013 / Day 17 / Phase 1: Pre-Delivery Day

Dear Diary,

Tomorrow all will be transformed. Life will change as I've known it. Finally, it's the big day. Our scheduled delivery and long awaited arrival of the exterior sliding french doors has come. It's all like a dream. Tomorrow, I'll wake, go to work and come home to a vision I've had in my head for some time. I'm excited!

xx.

Eagerly Waiting

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Thursday, March 14, 2013 / Day 13 / Phase 1: Drywall Day

Dear Diary,

Framing, insulation and electrical are in place. It's time to close it up! Yep, re-drywall.

Here we go, the not so fun and messy part.

xx.

Ughhhh!

Monday, March 11, 2013

Monday, March 11, 2013 / Day 10 / Phase 1: Electrical Install

Dear Diary,

So today is a big day. Today is the day of the electrical installation. It is also the day of my mini anxiety attack of all that's going on. The difference a day makes. Yesterday I was calm and full with certainty and today I'm questioning every discussion I've ever made regarding this kitchen plan.

It's a lot to take in, but in the words of my mom,"this too shall pass." Tomorrow is another day.

xx.

Anxious

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Sunday, March 10, 2013 / Day 9 / Phase 1: Revelation

Dear Diary,

I know we've reached a turning point and all time low. My husband and ultimate DIY-er isn't having fun anymore... Boo hoo!

After a leisure Sunday morning and afternoon with friends, we returned home with determination and conviction to rip out our bedroom ceiling and walls. A project long overdue but not planned for this time, we tore out the walls down to the studs and then proceeded to insulate what was exposed. Nearly done, seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, D was overcome with defeat and exhaustion. I tend to think that age is nipping at his heels since claiming DIY status nearly a decade ago.

He has finally crossed into my world,... Ala BB King,..."The thrill is gone." I secretly, and not so secretly, had to chuckle. The look of disgust on his face said it all. "Let's get the guys to do this,...I'm done." My, my, my,...I thought I'd never see the day.

xx.

Deflated