Kitchen Work
The kitchen weekend work went great. We got everything done we expected to have done by the end of the weekend. We stayed up until 2am on Friday night, and till 3am on Saturday night -- just working on the kitchen. I knocked out the electrical Friday night after work and had it completed by Saturday late-afternoon. Saturday evening we patched the drywall and
started painting. Saturday night was spent putting together and installing the floor cabinets. Sunday morning we did more finishing work and painting. The afternoon was spent cleaning up and preparing for the upcoming week. Sunday evening Richard (bro-in-law) & Heather (sister) came over, and Richard helped me install one of the countertops and the wall cabinets. Violet and I spent Sunday night putting together the floor cabinets for the island after Mia went to sleep.
Now, we're both stiff and sore. It was awful having to head in to work early this morning. I long for the days when I can work on my own schedule again.
I had my cell phone turned off most of the weekend, as not to be disturbed during the kitchen remodel. Apparently, Spence and Bill were whooping it up on Saturday night and found plenty of time to leave multiple text messages on my phone. Many of them referred to a part of the female reproductive system of which I do not have. It also happened to be the same word I was once punched in the face for using -- after referring a redneck in Wyoming as one and then commanding him to "bring me a beer". I seriously don't miss Wyoming one bit.
started painting. Saturday night was spent putting together and installing the floor cabinets. Sunday morning we did more finishing work and painting. The afternoon was spent cleaning up and preparing for the upcoming week. Sunday evening Richard (bro-in-law) & Heather (sister) came over, and Richard helped me install one of the countertops and the wall cabinets. Violet and I spent Sunday night putting together the floor cabinets for the island after Mia went to sleep.
Now, we're both stiff and sore. It was awful having to head in to work early this morning. I long for the days when I can work on my own schedule again.
I had my cell phone turned off most of the weekend, as not to be disturbed during the kitchen remodel. Apparently, Spence and Bill were whooping it up on Saturday night and found plenty of time to leave multiple text messages on my phone. Many of them referred to a part of the female reproductive system of which I do not have. It also happened to be the same word I was once punched in the face for using -- after referring a redneck in Wyoming as one and then commanding him to "bring me a beer". I seriously don't miss Wyoming one bit.








1 Comments:
At 8:46 AM,
fufats said…
You should never leave your cell phone off. What if a family member gets attacked by a wilderbeast and needs to contact you? What then?
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