September 03, 2003

The Transformation

The new house is actually starting to look like a home. We finished the painting this morning. Well, we finished all the painting we can afford for right now. The master bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen will have to wait. And when I say "we", I actually mean Mrs H, because all the painting that remained involved standing on a chair, which is not something I do very well. After all, I have a tendency to fall when I'm on the ground. (In fact, I did so last night, sustaining an injury to my only remaining big toe.)

The carpet is now down as well. This was the best part of home improvement, with a glimspe of how the other half lives. We went to the store an bought the carpet (not the kind of carpet the other half buys, but still) and told them the fitter would be there this afternoon to pick it up. We left for a visit with the inlaws and to pick up a few odds and ends in Mrs H's hometown and when we arrived back, our bare concrete floor had been transformed. Before we even walked in the house, Mrs H informed Aidie and me that it had become a no-shoe area past the entry hall.

All we have left is to tile on the kitchen floor and to put something on the bare unfinished wood of the bathroom floor. Oh, and moving the furniture and the boxes of stuff. That's the bit where inlaws come in very handy, especially as we found out today that no one, and I mean no one, rents transit vans with automatic transmissions.

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