I’m Getting A B’Day Present

Crossposted from GentillyGirl

and the Wild, Wild Left.

WHOO HOO! does cartwheels

We are moving back into our home at the end of this month. It will have been 30 months since Betts and I slept in our house. Things won’t be finished there when this happens, and we’re definitely still going to be collecting waste in something like these cheap skip bins sydney, but we’ll have enough ready for us to be able to use the place. One bathroom will be finished, the same goes for the kitchen, our offices, and the bedroom. I think we’re still waiting for the new Solid Internal Doors to be installed but according to the construction crew, they shouldn’t be too long. We just want to move in!

I can’t wait to see how our construction crew deals with us being around 24/7, much less having to deal with the katz bouncing off the walls. (Thank goodness that they are painting this week: I don’t want the walls “textured” with cat fur.) And we also have to remember not to walk around in bras and panties. giggles Hell, we need curtains! I don’t wish to be seen in the office windows as a Hollywood Hustler second story display ad.

Im so excited to use the new kitchen. In an ideal world, I would have liked to have replaced the countertops. I would love dark granite countertops and have found granite countertop installers near me who could supply and fit the granite, but we have decided that right now isn’t the best time – things are just too busy. One day, though. The first thing I’m cooking in the new kitchen will be two huge vats of seafood gumbo, followed by a vat of clam chowder. Betts will want some escargot, I just know it. Being back in that kitchen will be a salve to the last 30 months of Hell. Financing everything hasn’t been easy. A friend suggested getting a personal loan, but should you use a personal loan for home improvements?

When the gameroom is finally finished I order the billiards table. This is becoming so much fun: getting to decorate the house our way, not the way the boys did before we bought the place. It’s a bright and airy space. And this time, it is all us and no one else’s. We get to make the changes that we wanted to do in the 8 short months we owned the place before the Flood hit. (Sadly, the yards are going to take a long time to fix up… they look like Godzilla and King Kong held a wrestling match there.)

Finally, we are going home.


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  1. Glad things are going well for you.  As for your yard…while you’re getting it in order, you might consider planting one or two Durantas.  This site explains the plant’s appeal fairly well but you’ll have to look elsewhere for pictures:


    The company I work for used to grow a golden-leafed one (don’t remember the name of the cultivar, unfortunately) and it was fairly low-maintenance: keep it moist and give it sun and it’s happy, IIRC.

  2. … finally, you are going home.

    That one phrase holds so many tears and all imaginable emotions …

    all I can say is … YAY!

  3. GentillyGirl

    Welcome Home!

  4. It warms my heart to think about you getting to go home. And this old heart can use all the warming it can get these days!!

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