The entire house is in shambles.
About 2 weeks ago now, The boy was playing ball in the house and threw a ball at a mirror, which broke. This left a hole in the feng shui of the main floor of the house.
Which led to me moving my iguana’s cage into the basement lair, it was a massive 6 foot tall by 2 feet deep, by 3 feet wide dark wood enclosure in a room full of blond wood, so it had to go. Iggy likes living in the lair much better so far.
This opened up the living room a bit, which led to use moving furniture. After moving some furniture and cleaning up the boy’s toys we found the rugs in the dining room where disgusting, and we had been unable to clean them convincingly.
SOOOO I pulled the rugs up in the dining room to reveal the lovely hardwoods underneath, the floor is a lovely red oak with great grain.
This in turn made the hastily slapped up wood paneling on the accent wall look badly out of place, so that had to come down.
Which in turn revealed a covering of wallpaper that needed to be stripped.
All the while my lovely wife has commenced with her devious plan of painting the kitchen yellow, something up until now i have resisted, i don’t like yellow.
I think she waited until i was involved elsewhere to make her move… sly girl that one is.
So now the dining room is sanded, almost completely sealed and looking great, which means i need to strip the rest of the walllpaper off the wall and paint it at least a primer before Saturday… because we’re having extended family over to celebrate the September birthday’s…
All the while this feels like the Sesame Street book where Ernie has a goldfish in a cowboy hat.
“Ernie tries to put a pot on Bert’s head. Bert asks Ernie why he’s doing that, and Ernie says that he broke a cookie jar. Ernie has to put the cookies somewhere, so he put them in the sugar bowl â€“ and put the sugar in the flowerpot, which meant that he had to put the flower in a milk bottle. He put the milk in the soda bottle, and the soda into the fishbowl, and the fish in Bert’s cowboy hat. Bert asks, “Now what am I going to wear when I want to play cowboy?” Ernie puts the pot on Bert’s head and says, “Ride ’em, cowboy, Bert!””
It might just have been simpler to buy a new mirror in hindsight.