Life has been busy, so I haven't found time to write on my blog. Let's see, Bond and I went to [STR Name] on Friday. Stark was there and we chatted some. He's incredibly gabby. The roofers were finally there shingling the house and garage. (Started Friday and completed Saturday.) Mid-morning Stark asked Bond and I to come into the house, we were installing light fixtures by the door. He let us know that he had just gotten off the phone with his gf and her daughter had just tested positive. Ugh. He had ridden in the car with her Sunday night for 1.5 hrs when they picked her up from her father's. I sent him home which took forever for him to gather his stuff. He moves so slow! We masked up and worked outside. We debated leaving, but instead we opened windows, masked up, and I wiped down high-touch surfaces with disinfectant and then we moved our projects to outside for hours.
We canceled our weekend plans with B, Wil, and The Therapist. They were all going to help with projects at [STR Name], but in the interest of isolating until we knew if Stark was contagious we didn't feel comfortable taking an risks. Instead Bond and I made the daily trek by ourselves and knocked out a few things on the to-do list, or at least got started on them.
We installed two of these, one on each side of the new entrance, but we're going to have to shim them out so they aren't angled.
Bond spray painted the banister that goes around the stairwell in living room on the main floor. He about froze, because he didn't put on a winter jacket and the wind was crisp.
Roofers doing roofing.
I started painting the accent wall in the primary bedroom on Saturday and finished on Sunday, and then started the other walls Sunday until daylight faded and it was nearly impossible to see where I had been. I love this paint color. In person it appears more brownish-black. I can't wait to see it with the headboards and lights in here. I got one coat of the dark paint on bedroom #4's headboard wall on Sunday, too. It'll need a second coat, but that should be quick. Six bedrooms, the main level, the lower level, and the game room...plus three bathrooms...to paint. zoicks.
Sunday around 10:30 am we heard from Stark that his test results were negative! Yay! Thanksgiving is back on and we can hang with our pod.
We tested the hot tub and discovered that the heater is shot and leaking. Hopefully it won't cost an arm and a leg to replace and hopefully nothing else is leaking.
B's birthday is on Thanksgiving, so we started b-day celebrations last night. We all had so much seeing each other again. Wil ordered wings and pizza (at my plea) so we had food when we got back from the lake house. The Therapist had had an idea a few weeks back that we should write/draw on his head with markers. Here are our artistic endeavors. He was expecting mandelas. Whoops! LOL
This morning B decided she wasn't going to wait any longer to get a new TV and was making plans for WP to meet her at Costco so he could haul it in his truck. (Of course she did. LOL. ) We bought her one on Thursday and were going to install it today while she was running errands. Bond sent WP a text telling him that we had already bought her a TV for her b-day, so he could skip the Costco trip, and then Wil and Bond went to her house and surprised her with it. Wil was in charge of videoing the whole thing, but got mixed up and didn't start the recording, so they got her to do a silly reenactment which was pretty adorable. She's super duper happy about the new TV.
I'm antsy to get things done at [STR Name]so I can rent it and we can use it. My nerves are stretched pretty thin and I'm having to remind myself to breathe. Having the new roof on helps a lot. I doubt anything will get done on it this week, even though Bond and Wil could go up there without me and knock a few things out. I just don't expect they'll do it. And this weekend is going to be more b-day shenanigans. I'm trying to roll with it, but kind of panicking internally. Reminding myself to be nice and measured and not the stress bitch I feel like inside. Whew! Breathing.