Procrastination Doesn't Pay Off

Procrastination Doesn't Pay Off

Wednesday, 10 December 2008

It kind of seems like if catastrophes aren't happening, I don't have much to write about… As Sandy informed me yesterday… My renovation blog reads like a soap opera. And what's a soap opera without a villain, I ask you?

Today was just a random day filled with random events. We went to an appointment with Dr. Bronson this morning. He said my back "needs help." Apparently I haven't been exaggerating how hard this move has been on me. After that we went to shop for phone wire and phone jacks. Not just any old phone wire either… The good stuff! Cat 5e! This will make my 3mg DSL fly! I'm very excited about this… up until the point that James tells me I'll have to help. And he mutters something about the attic. I don't mind helping…Really! But the prospect of the attic frightens me! Then I learn that won't be required to "ascend to a higher plane" but I'm still concerned! I have a dread fear that James is going to fall through the ceiling. When we get back from Home Depot (Sorry Cedrick. We had a gift card!) we decided to have lunch – our first real meal in our new house. This entails all sorts of difficulties – from general unpacking to find necessary utensils – to full-scale "moving," putting boxes and small appliances in their respective places. All in all this session of energized frenzy took longer than I expected. And I was so hungry! So James finally fired up the grill. Yay! Don't have to trip over him for the next few minutes. ;) This also means pots and pans aren't really necessary! This is great because we don't have a dishwasher hooked up yet. There's nothing I hate more than submerging my hands in greasy, soapy, sudsy water to wash dishes. I will do it under protest (silent, internal protest, of course!) if I'm at someone else's house or at church or something. But I definitely feel like a martyr to good manners. So a no-pots-and-pans lunch is sounding pretty good to me! The menu – steaks and grilled squash. Yum! (No garlic this time, Sandy. Just salt and pepper.) So I'm continuing with my unpacking and trash-taking-out… You'd be surprised how much trash is generated by unpacking… especially when someone is a little over-zealous with wrapping her favorite dishware… *sheepish* Then James comes in with the bad news. We're out of propane. What about the spare? Empty too. See? This is what comes of being the world's biggest procrastinator married to the world's second biggest procrastinator. I have half grilled steaks and the prospect both of FINDING pans and then washing them later – by HAND! Great. But my hero really is the best. He finished lunch while I move on to another room. The lunch was marvelous. The pans are still in the sink.

It's time for church now and afterward we're thinking about watching a movie. Netflix delivered "Just Like Heaven" which I thought was really great. And tomorrow… back to work for both of us. Vacation is over and the renovation must now compete with real life.