Thursday, August 09, 2007
That sinking feeling...
Okay, another mundane post about my intensifying renovation. I feel so disorganized, or really, like a chicken with its head cut off.
We've still got so much to do in terms of choosing countertop$, faucet$, the $$$ink, back$pla$h, paint colour$. Poor Ian is driving crazily around town mostly on his own on vacation time, because the kids are just totally hating coming with us on these shopping expeditions. The smart thing to do would have been to put the Liamster into a daycamp for these few weeks, but I'm always so torn about doing that because it's nice not to be so scheduled throughout the summer. Especially when the Dad has booked the time off. We were intending to do more stuff with the kids, but reality of the renovations has really hit us so we're in a bit of a hypermode, as we scramble to get things ordered taking into account any leadtimes that might delay the project.
I feel like I've been sitting on my ass blogging all the time instead of conducting more research and sourcing products... ummmm, oh, well, that might explain things a bit!
On a milestone note, little Ms. G made it across the pool yesterday wearing just her waterwings, not letting me touch her or come within a foot of her while she did her "lap" next to big brother. It was quite amazing as she huffed, puffed and sort of puppy-paddled her way across. We've got the Olympics 2024 in mind for her now.