Rose will, on occasion, glare at me but even that is lessening and seems more like normal teen moodiness versus hatred. Today I had to get home early because our sitter quit, and Rose seemed to really want to linger by me. So I guess we have made it through that wild ride only somewhat scathed.
Here is the shelter where Rose stayed and a pic I snapped of her as we picked her up.
Of course, I say things are normal when just yesterday Mike caught Rose stealing Cadbury Eggs from Cub foods. Once again, though, we are both so exhausted the reactions on our parts are pretty low key. Normal is relative.
In other news, Happily, our house remodel work is nearly done. Thank you, Mother Nature, for hurting our house which granted us insurance for updates we otherwise couldn't afford.
As much as I'm kinda in love with the new look and feel, I am ready to not have contractors, carpenters and painters here from 7 until 5. Layering awkward small talk onto a week when I'm accused of child abuse and am convinced I'll be writing this blog from a prison cell makes me grumpy.
Nonetheless, Here are some progress pics.
Bathroom before
Bathroom almost after
Informal dining and tv room before
Dining and living room after -- an orange all of the contractors keep asking if I, not mike, picked. Can't men like orange?
Exterior before
2 comments:
We are kindred spirits in so many ways. I have been reading your posts and feel every word. Our issues are different (at least for now), but they cut into us equally - for our hopes, for our disappointment, for our fears, and for the love that somehow doesn't always make things better (or even good). Keep on truckn' on! Love ya!!
Thanks, Kim! I'm blessed to know you!
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