So we did get moved back into the house last year… the weekend before Thanksgiving. Unfortunately that move ended up even more of an ordeal than expected because Bucky had the edge of a ditch crumble under him at work at the tail end of the summer and tore his ACL and both meniscus (little pads on either side of your knee). That meant surgery in October and physical therapy and drove him crazy by putting him out of commission for helping with moving out of a second floor apartment in November. I of course was up to my ears in an emergency project at work again giving me trouble getting my portion of packing done, but luckily a large chunk of our stuff was prepacked in the storage and Bucky has wonderful, loyal and strong brothers (both blood and honorary) who helped us move both by actually moving our shit and by helping chase Bucky away from something he wasn’t allowed to help move in his condition. Moving the weekend before Thanksgiving gave us the Thanksgiving break to dive into unpacking.
Way more additional catchup to be added, but I have an early morning in the morning so it’ll have to wait for another post.
]]>They started around 9:30 this morning and were still there working when I stopped by after work to snap pictures. It a quarter to 7 when Bucky and I left again and they were still working. They had laid the living room, dining room and both hallways and all but a strip each of the kitchen, Mak’s room (which is the best view of the grain) and the bedroom and all of it looks absolutely wonderful. And that’s even without lights.
]]>We’re down to the front entryway (which we have paint for but won’t attack until the front door is replaced) and all the trim, floorboards, door frames and doors. None of that will be done until the floors are in, which are supposed to be installed the first half of this week. We also still have to do the pantry, coat closet, Melissa’s new closet in her room, and finish the linen closet.
]]>I was going to stay home and paint today, too, but I gotta go to work, so Bucky’s on his own. He’s planning on trying to get the living room and dining room knocked out today. Then we can all work on our bedroom, melissa’s room, my room, and the kid’s room tomorrow.
Oh, and here’s the generic color scheme.
]]>The floors we chose throughout the house (except the tile remains in the bathrooms) are like slate with white wood grain. It’s kind of like old bleached barnwood only with alot more contrast. The kitchen and dining will be lavender and orange respectively. The kitchen cabinets will be a pale ash and the countertops are dark mottled blue/purple/green/slate. The living room will be a hard to describe shade of green that is called “Salted Ash.” The green in the living room and the orange in the dining room tie into the coloring of the paintings that hang in those rooms. Those two colors will meet at the fireplace over the french door.
]]>Having talked it over off and on last week we decided I would take over driving the Dodge behemoth and Bucky would get something else because I didn’t want to add another car payment to the family budget and another vehicle otherwise in our pricerange for me would be a piece of shit that would drive me nuts and likely waste money and Bucky’s time on repairs, while it wouldn’t be too hard to find something reliable enough for Bucky to use as a daily driver but cool enough for him to tinker on as a toy.
I should also mention that the day after my wreck Bucky was at work and had the edge of a ditch crumble under him, dropped about a foot and a half and landed with his knee locked and tore a ligament in it, so he’s on workman’s comp, at home and going crazy with boredom and scheduled for arthroscopic surgery on Monday.
Needless to say he was able to find the time to scour Craigslist. He was about to get a project truck when the tree fell but of course with that and everything else since, it never happened. Well he’s got one now, and she’s a doozy (in a good way lol). ‘63 Chevy longbed fleetside. He’s absolutely thrilled and I can’t argue. Not only is she in beautiful shape other than some oxidization on the paint and some minor wear and tear that is more than expected considering that she’s 45 years old. Currently no heater or AC, the driver’s window only rolls down 2 inches, there’s a couple pieces of trim missing and a few other things but nothing important. Several in fact are just the kind of thing that will give Bucky something to tinker with that keeps him from losing his marbles this week without being overly strenuous on his knee right now. And the guy who had her just put in a brand new engine and transmission so she’s perfect for a daily driver. There’s all of 6000 miles on them. All that and the guy let that truck go for $2900 apparently because his wife was making him. Something I will never understand.
We’ll probably trade in the Dodge on something more fuel efficient for me soon, but I gotta figure out what I’m looking for.
]]>I drove to work yesterday because I was running late, but I got an earlier start today got my coffee and drove to the train station. As expected there wasn’t a single parking space, so - not wanting to get my car towed or booted - I headed for Centerport which is the next station down the line. Have I mentioned it was pouring down rain this morning? I got about halfway to Centerport on Trinity and got rear-ended and thrown into a telephone pole. I’m fine. My car is not. Trinity is a very bad road to be on in the rain. There were no less than seven wrecks (counting mine) on that quarter mile of road in the two hours I was out there. There is no such thing as a safe speed on it when it is wet. My wreck was the worst of them, everyone else pretty much checked bumpers, traded insurance and drove off, including (after about an hour or so) the guy who hit me.
I hate 2008.
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