What happened to spring? We got snow last week and now again today.
It’s not just the adults who are getting antsy about spring.
I made the mistake last Thursday of suggesting to my daughter-in-law that we take the kids outside for a bit as it was chilly but not too bad. She thought it was a great idea. We both knew it was supposed to rain later in day and turn to snow during the night so this would give the kids a chance to be outdoors before the weather changed.
I turned to the kids and asked if they wanted to play outside and while they both excitedly dropped what they were doing it was the baby who arrived at the door first and kept hitting the door (he can’t quite work the handle to open it….yet) and calling “Outside!” over and over until we opened the door for him.
As I said it was a mistake to suggest this as the rain came early, right as we walked out onto the deck. At first it was just a few big drops but before we got to the yard it was pouring. Since it was nearing time for little man’s nap my daughter-in-law decided to just head home before the rain got any worse. Unfortunately, as a result she had a crying toddler to contend with who was very angry and felt we’d lied to him.
I’ve been keeping busy between a handful of jobs that came in all at the same time, the kitchen, which is driving me nuts (more on that in a moment) and pretty much anything to keep my mind off the fact that cabin fever has hit full force.
What about the kitchen you ask?
Not much has happened since I last shared the progress. I assembled and painted, to match the rest of the kitchen, the new cabinet that will separate the sink cabinet from the washer. Kitchen cabinets are made so the drawers (and this is a three drawer cabinet) do not extend all the way to the back of the cabinet giving us plenty of room to run the plumbing and know it won’t be damaged in any way.
Little guy has taken to wanting to play with the tools and seems to think I need him to inspect my work. 🙂 I have a small screwdriver, fat enough for his hands but stubby so as not to hurt him and he confiscates my tape measure whenever possible. His love has now extended to the power drill too. I keep power tools in my bedroom closet, for his safety, and the door to the bedroom closed when he’s here but he knows only too well where that drill is and will point to my room and say “Drill, please.”
The neighbor was throwing out toys her boys had outgrown. I don’t want to have my power drill carried around the house so when I saw the John Deere drill in her box for the trash I brought it home and cleaned it up. It may be plastic but it doesn’t operate on batteries at least, instead it winds up on the bottom. He finds it interesting for short periods of time but his attraction to it doesn’t even come close to that of my drill. 🙂
Then there is the washer.
I ordered a refurbished model but then had to delay delivery. This week I received a call telling me I had to pick up my washer, wait I wanted it delivered! That’s when I learned the salesman missed that part and never charged me for the delivery. Faced with a $200 delivery fee I decided to pass and look for another washer. My son just gave me the name of the company he deals with to purchase used appliances for his properties. I’ll wait to call them until the plumbing has been run and just ignore that entire subject for now. Of course, the smart a** my son is, he then informed me that I could wait and buy a brand-new model for a good price when the stores put them on sale. The next big appliance sale, nationwide, is Memorial Day weekend. I’m not waiting until then but if you are considering a new household appliance you may want to check out the sales in your area come Memorial Day.
That’s pretty much where the kitchen stands. The drawers are sitting in my bedroom while I wait for the handyman to show up. It makes no sense to put them in the cabinet only to remove them for the handyman to be able to work in there. Have you wondered why I don’t show you the bedroom, it’s pretty much done?
Well, that’s not everything, I guess. The neighbor boy came over and carried the old flooring from the kitchen to his grandmother’s house. No matter how many times I showed her the problems with the laminate flooring and explained it was falling apart she felt it was better than what she had in her bathroom and will be laying it in her house. She will pick through for the best pieces and the rest she will use to make a floor in her laundry space in the basement.
When the neighbor boy came over to get the flooring he spotted a box of scraps I had left over from laying the new flooring. He asked what I was doing with it and I told him that sadly it wasn’t any good and had to be thrown out for trash pickup. I showed him where I had cut off the glue strips on some to finish off small sections where the floor meets the wall or I had cut the corners out of others. He wanted those pieces so badly that his mother agreed he could have them. Guess what use he found for them? He’s sorting through the pieces and laying them next to their front door which is currently just gravel to make his mother a patio. 🙂
So far, lifting of the old flooring, laying the new flooring, and even removing a cabinet has resulted in zero waste! The remaining pieces of the last box of flooring I have given to the boys mother to replace the old carpet in her entry way. It didn’t make sense to try and sell it as I only had half a box and a full box only costs $36. She’s thrilled because she doesn’t have excess money to put into her home as a renter.
So why hasn’t more been done in the kitchen? The handyman accepted a job that has him working every weekday which leaves only the weekends for him to do jobs at my house. Last week he couldn’t make it and this weekend his work vehicle is in the shop.
I called my son in frustration today asking for a name of another handyman I could call. My son laughed and informed me I needed to be patient. I asked again if he had another handyman I could call and he told me no. None of the other guys he has will do plumbing and construction work and all of them charge more than this guy then added that even though they charge more the quality of their work is lower than the guy I’m trying to patiently wait for. My patience is running thin.
Don’t get me wrong, I really like this guy and he’s amazing in the quality of his work, plus he’s very reasonable. (He charges $50 per hour for all but plumbing which he charges $75 per hour, but he has a flat rate for my son – which I get as well- which is $300 per day so I can make a list of all the jobs I need done and know I will have licensed work done for an unbelievable price. How many licensed handymen can you employ from 9 am to 4 pm for only $300?).
The biggest problem I have right now is this guy has been ignoring my calls while he answers my son’s calls on my behalf immediately. He’s doesn’t get that my relationship with my son and this house is not the normal landlord/tenant relationship. In most landlord situations the handyman/contractors do not talk to the tenant about repairs.
I caved and promised my son I would be patient and wait for this handyman to have time for me but said I’d talk to him about treating me as a normal homeowner to which my son chuckled and said he could see where that conversation would go and to please not have that discussion and piss the guy off because he doesn’t have any one as good to replace him
So here I sit, cold, trying to get my paid work completed, putzing around organizing one space after another (which has only frustrated me more because most of what I’m organizing are borrowed tools that I could return if the work was done) hoping when it’s done I can move outside and start on other projects to keep my mind off the kitchen.
And that’s the day in, day out of my life at the moment, learning to patiently wait. How are you?