This post could also be titled, Why my husband hates me. You already know about the tub in the living room. But you’re probably wondering how the tub got in the living room. Hubby and I carried it in. We also carried it down the hallway to install in the bathroom, but the tub had other ideas. So we gave up until later today. And in the meantime, it’s resting comfortably on its side in my living room.
But that’s not why my husband hates me. Or rather, is unhappy with my tendency to do 2.3 million projects all at the same time, making very little progress on any throughout the weekend, and turning our house into something that resembles…. Actually, I’m not sure what it resembles. Maybe some weird person’s very unorganized storage building. Because stuff is everywhere. Lots of stuff.
It started with the mudroom on Friday night. I decided to clean the mudroom walls. But they wouldn’t clean up and they were ugly. And it’s been 6 years since we painted the white walls. So I decided to paint. I had the equipment and I had paint. So I started. But before I could paint, I had to empty the mudroom. That involved removing about 20 plus pairs of shoes, at least 30 coats, including two pairs of snowpants. And about, let me see, 5 coat racks that had been mounted to the wall.
I piled the coats on a recliner in the corner of the living room. Add to that the pile of clothes on one of the three couches that were folded and belong to the children, but have not yet been taken care of. I finished painting Friday night, but I didn’t get the coat racks back up because I wanted to allow the paint time to dry.
Saturday morning I had to work. Then I came home, installed the coat racks, grouted tile that wasn’t grouted. At about the same time, I started going through my home-improvement materials to see what I had. So I hauled about 4 cardboard boxes of various materials like light switch covers, rope, razor blades, and all sorts of painting supplies into my living room and set it in front of that couch piled high with folded clothes.
While I did this, I had the girls upstairs in their room emptying out their toy boxes, which had become a pit for all of the things they threw into it when in a hurry to clean their room. Throughout the day, a daughter would approach me with some long-missing, much-loved toy, and exclaim, “Mom! Look what I found!” It’s amazing what you find when you clean.
Before the mudroom was fully back together and before I had sorted through my supplies, I decided to finally take care of the 10-plus Rubbermaid Tubs of Christmas decorations. Since out attic space is right by the girls’ bedroom, I was able to watch them empty their toy boxes. About the time I finished putting the decorations away, the toy boxes were empty. But the floor in front of the girls beds was covered. So I had them grab a trash bag and told them to start by picking up trash and dirty clothes.
I went back downstairs and swept and cleaned and what have you. Pretty soon it was time for dinner and I ordered pizza. The kids went to bed. The stuff was still on the floor, including trash and clothes because my children didn’t listen to me. I let it go.
The next day the kids went to Sunday School and two of the three girls went to someone else’s house afterwards. I decided not to make the third girl clean by herself, so I let their room go. Besides, I was busy.
Did I mention that my living room also had decorations from my kitchen that I had taken down last week and not yet found a place to put back up? Various display shelves and the items that were displayed on them.
That’s when I started painting the bathroom. I figured, heck, I’m in my painting clothes. Might as well get it done. I have the paint and the supplies. Go for it. I also painted trim.
Oh, and on Saturday I also purchased and Steve installed one of those at-the-faucet Pur water filters for the kitchen.
We brought in the tub and it wouldn’t fit. We tried for more than an hour, than decided to wait until the next day. We left the tub in the living room. We ate dinner. The kids went to bed after each of them took baths. Oh, and I broke our thermostat. Steve replaced it with a spare we had in the mudroom, which left a white 3×3 inch square on my newly painted tanish walls.
I’ve lost track on how many projects I started this weekend. By Sunday evening, Autumn couldn’t find her retainer and the living room, and the girls’ room was still a disaster. Steve came upstairs in the midst of this, and was surprised about the condition of the girls’ room. Seems he felt I should have supervised them more to make sure they finished it.
Ah well. Hopefully we’ll get the tub out of the living room tonight. And the rest of my house should be back together by the time Steve gets back home on Friday. Although I do reserve the right to make the girls’ room the exception. Because that room is seriously in need of serious aide and they aren’t quite motivated to take care of it yet. Now if you’ll excuse me, I think I need to go plant something in my yard. Or maybe build a shed. After all, it’s not like I have a lot of projects going now, right? Thanks for playing.
Do me afavor close your eyes take a deep breath imagine your in Tahiti drinking Miti’s what ever they are and relax. Even better pretend your children are all grown up live on their own successfully and when you clean something it stays that way. also what ever woork you have strated is now finished the house s perfect and there’s nothing more you can do. That should do the trick.
Ooooo…a bathtub in the living room. I haven’t done that yet. I’ve had a toilet in my back yard, my stove in my garage and my bed in the living room, but never a tub. I think I’ll not try that one.
You and my husband are so much alike. Yesterday I blogged about how after having 5 major projects on the go he came up with a new one to start.