House status: This is becoming such a HUGE project. Unbelievably so.
Last weekend, my brother and his girlfriend primed the spare bedroom with Kilz. He sealed all the house's windows and doors on the outside and worked on a few on the inside. The plans at that point were to prime the remaining two bedrooms and then paint all three, paint the front facade of my privacy fence white, rebuild the bathroom window's sill and recaulk the tub, and paint the front door's moulding and its adjacent window's moulding.
Alot of to do's and unfortunately it's become more complicated.
The Kilz was left to dry overnight in the spare bedroom. When I went in to check it the following day, I noticed that the wall was yellowing. When I placed my hand on it, the wall bowed beneath my hand like the spine of a bow whose string has been pulled. I knew what it meant but I don't like to assume. Shawn looked at it the next day and yep, the damn sheetrock was soaked.
I pulled a nearly a third of the wall down Saturday evening which led to more bad news ("We're not going to find a body in here?"). The walls of the shower have to be knocked down and rebuilt because they are weak and ready to tumble if some poor unlucky sod (me) forgets and leans on it. My bathroom is now getting an unexpected remodeling. Sigh...
So, we now have on our to do list:
Paint Em's room (it was primed last night)
Finish sealing my room's windows
Prime my room
Paint my room
Replace the light switch in my room before a fire starts (don't ask)
Replace sheetrock in spare room
Prime and paint spare room
Remodel bath which includes knock down and replace tile, rebuild window frame, caulk tub, prime and paint bathroom, and replace toilet
Finish inside moulding around front door
Paint outside frames of front door and window
Paint front facade of fence
Emma and my bedrooms should be completed by the close of today. We think. I hope. The bathroom is going to be a longer project.
Mrs. Devine (my mother) is the monkey on my back lately. She's been calling my house which makes me edgy. I hadn't been answering but that stalker function *69 has let me know it's her (I generally know. She loves to call but never leaves a message. *69 just confirms my belief.) I made the mistake of answering Friday night and she got me. Pissed me off too but I was a good girl and just let her go on about how I should just stay out of the way. *BIG CALMING BREATH IN THROUGH THE NOSE......OUT THROUGH THE MOUTH*
I'm a bit mad at the house. Not for falling apart. BUT for committing mutiny on my attempt to boycott Mrs. Devine. Damn freakin house!!! She's coming over today. WHY? She's not needed but she's coming over anyways. I tell you, folks. I know this woman's game plan. She's trying to weasle her way back into my life. I intend to keep it strictly about the house repairs. ooooooooo, damn freakin house.
Whilst painting today, I talked to my brother about moving. I'm seriously thinking of borrowing someone's digital. Taking a picture of every fucking thing in the house, putting it all up for sale on ebay, packing up my child and myself, and just pick someplace new to move to. It's all just stuff. Who needs it?! I've got no reason to stay here. No job, no real sense of community, nothing.
Who am I kidding? I ain't going nowhere. BLAH!!!
UPDATE: Got quite a bit down today as you can see from the revised to do list. Had intended to paint the fence but the clouds rolled in and put a damper sort to speak on the plans. BUT YAY!!! House is moving along quite splendidly. More work on Wednesday....hopefully the spare bedroom which means I'll be able to get that bed up and ya'll can come and visit. Did I really just say ya'll?! Good Lord! Someone just shoot me now.