A year gone by, almost...

Well. I know I am not ever going to have a blog that people read, but I may as well slap this up here! That way I know this is still working and I can add some of my fiends blogs and read them, at least... Soon I shall post all the info from teh last year of my life and get on with ignoring my blog again!

Today I felt like SuperMan

...Or SuperGirl to be more accurate!

I thought we would get about 500 inches of snow last night. So, like a total nerd I stayed up til 2 a.m. knowing that if the snow did not come I needed to be up at 6! In my defense, the washer and dryer had been hooked up for the first time in a week and I really needed to do the laundry! It isn't like I stayed up watching HGTV ( ok, maybe a little )

The day started out kinda scary. I had to drive over to the girls' house on ice covered roads. My civic does not have winter tires, we recently brought it back from Florida and we know they aren't driving around in 2 inches of ice! I made it safely and was thrilled to think that I would be out of there by 2:15. Of course, that didn't happen. No details, just know I didn't leave until 3:15.

Upon arriving home, I was greeted by the cheery smile of our contractor ( he really is a very nice guy and I am glad our friends at church referred him to us! ) and the news that the floor situation in the family room was looking pretty good! Oh, but the creme de la creme of my day...
He let me help! I got to step across 3 joists to a piece of OSB. The OSB was resting on the joists, he is bracing some of them and leveling them out. Now, I don't have the best balance. I am in fact, a bit klutzy. The act of stepping over those joists and walking across the OSB ( I could feel it bouncing beneath me! ) made my heart pound! And when I get scared... for some reason, I laugh. Hysterically. And today, I laughed. You shoulda' seen the look on the poor guy's face! I got to help him get an 18 foot joist in through the window, it was so cool! Then I had to make it back across the room. That was much easier, and I finished to a round of applause from my Mum and our contractor. I felt in that moment as though I could grab a nail gun and build a house... I guess it doesn't take much to amuse me!

Next Tuesday is when we will be ( tentatively ) ripping up the floors and joists in the kitchen. I am very curious about this part of the project!

I think I am starting to enjoy this whole putting-the-house-back-together thing!!

Looking up... kinda.

Weeeelll,

the floor only needs to be ripped out in the kitchen. Joists and all. And we need to jack up the house along the original frame. When (whoever) they added on they didn't do it properly ( of course ) so the reason to jack it up? We need to repair the area where the original part of the home ended. I just keep laughing... We got our washer and dryer hoojed back up today, YAY! I used the high and extra high spin for the first time ever. Before having the floor and joists repaired, I could barely get through a low spin cycle! I had to hug my washer to get it through. I love my washer, having a frontloader is great. But hugging it everyday was NOT what I call fulfillment.

Hopefully only 6 more weeks to kitchen bliss... hopefully.

Do I remember saying "Oh, I just LOVE old houses!"

Well, if I did say that, I need to be kicked in the head. Anyone wanna take a shot??

I am having a hard time staying focused on God over the whole "house thing" It seemed that as this week began, it was going to be all fun and games. Then as the week wears on, we find out hte house needs work done to make the flood recovery part of the whole thing do-able. I feel like that little fish in Finding Nemo that screams "Curse you, AuquaScum!" I feel like screaming "Curse you, really old stinky house!" I know God will meet our needs but I find myself wondering if we weren't supposed to leave the house now. I so dislike doubting and second-guessing God. Maybe if I just kept my yapper shut for a bit, He would be able to speak to me without having to bring me to my knees to do it.

That is pretty much it for this post. We end our first week of flood reconstruction by having the floor and joists of the whole back end of the house ripped open and find out the rest of it needs the same. Somedays I feel like just as the end is in sight, someone kicks me back to the starting line.

Getting started...

I think of my mind as a giant dustbin, really. All the information that goes in everyday... the problem is it never gets emptied! I have started to believe that my problem with the little bit extra I pack isn't really caused by my (awful for me ) food consumption, but the estimated 258 tons of useless info I am carrying in my head! It has to be stored somewhere, right? This must be the source of why obesity is becoming an American epidemic ( Oh, it IS already?? ) SO I vow to do my part. No more TV. And I must cover my eyes whilst driving so I can not read all of those billboards that add to my problem. Oh, and magazines! I don't know if I will ever have fun again...

Here in our dustbin at home, you will currently find the whole back end of our house. We were flooded in August 2007 and on Tuesday, January 22 the work to return our home to normal began. The reason the back end of our home is in the dustbin? It was rotting. And falling apart. It was built inadequately, and evidently it was a miracle that the washer, dryer and myself didn't plummet to the basement below. In retrospect, I am glad we have discovered this, I would prefer my home be solidly built! But at the same time, I worry about getting all of the work done with the pittance the insurance company gave us! Ah, the wonders of home rebuilding and remodeling!!

For those of you looking for a fun site to visit today, try this one!
http://www.praisebooking.com/
This is a great community of scrapping women who love to chat so much we forget to scrap sometimes... must be that info overload I was talking about earlier!

That's all, folks!