we’re sitting here quietly on the couch in our completely and totally pulled-apart house, window partially finished, large prints lying against the couch which is piled on top of itself, boxes and tools and debris of all kinds everywhere.
kevin is reading a magazine. i am OBSESSIVELY READING THE CAMPAIGN STORIES.
i can’t help it. even though OBAMA WILL CLEARLY BE THE NOMINEE, and will be our NEXT PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES…
still i have to read. i read and get SO DAMN MAD AT THAT STUPID HILLARY CLINTON. WHY DOESN’T SHE JUST GIVE UP ALREADY?
i am also mad IN ADVANCE OF TOMORROW NIGHT when she will gloat and smirk and say that IT’S ALL CHANGING because she’ll have beaten obama in west virginia, clearly the home of a whole lot of people who HAVE NO CLUE AT ALL.
i do have to say that at least it’s a break from obsessing about HOW WILL OUR HOUSE EVER BE READY TO SELL???
this afternoon i took a little break from painting the edge of the kitchen ceiling, and sat out in the backyard. it was a gorgeous day, the sky a brilliant blue…and our yard looked like it belonged in a very run-down trailer park. grass was tall, piles of torn-off siding strewn about, a door that had been thrown out, the swing with the stuffing picked away by squirrels. not to mention the back side of the house, missing all that siding.
HOW WILL IT EVER BE READY???
here’s a photo of the window covered with a giant piece of plastic.
here’s winnie sitting on the window, while we waited for people to get here to help put in the new window.
here you can see that jim is doing most of the hard work. but he’s getting plenty of support.
and now, TA DA! window is in! it already looks great, even though we’re missing a little bit of wall still…
the reason the animal beds and the pillow are piled up in front of the window is because honey found a WAY OUT OF THE HOUSE through the insulation, so kevin was trying to block her exit.
she somehow managed to get out anyway.
ok then, goodnight,
monday night (IS IT REALLY ONLY MONDAY??) grace.