Today is day two of the nursery project. Yesterday Hubby ripped out the carpet. We did some running in town for last minute supplies and stopped by my in-laws to borrow some tools. Then we put the first coat of paint on, Hubby rolled while I taped and cut in. He got the carpet tacks and stuff up from the edges. Today I put on a second coat of paint and he’s pulled out the staples and vacuumed. Next: Laying some floor.
It’s a difficult project because I can only do so much and Hubby and I both have a hard time with that. I need to be close enough to help without getting under foot. Later, the in-laws are stopping by to see the progress and drop off the crib.
Mostly, I can’t wait for this part of the process to be done because our house is basically tunnels through stuff right now. The only carpet smells. The cats are a bit freaked out. I want to put the house back in order and I want to do it piece by piece. I’ve been doing my best to squash the nesting instinct but now I want to let it flow. I wish that I knew that I could organize everything, every room, top to bottom before the baby comes because we have SO MUCH STUFF and I’d like to get rid of a shit ton of it.
I have no idea how today will go but I hope that it all works out fine. We have an ongoing joke about my house and how nothing is ever easy here. I won’t hold me breath but hope springs eternal.
For me, while I stay available and our of the way? My to do list, laundry, transporting smelly carpet to my mother’s dumpster in a Mustang.