Monday, June 08, 2009

it's been crazy

Whiskers

remodeling the bedroom, sick, broken finger, sleeping on couches/floors. Interesting is one of the words that comes to mind.
Hey Jennie, did you make Carl paint the bedroom two colors last week, and then walk in and scream that you don't like it?
Yes, yes I did. But I definitely helped paint.
Did you also go to the paint store and pick out two completely different colors? On the opposite end of the color spectrum?
Yes, I did that also.
Did you receive less than three hours of sleep each night, due to your spoiled rotten dog waking up every hour because he wasn't touching someone?
Yes. But that isn't my fault.
Do you seriously not have curtains on your bedroom windows?
No. I don't. And here's a better one, for four days I didn't have blinds up either.

Do you have a cat sneezing on your newly painted walls/duvet cover?
Yes. That isn't normal?
Did you break the tip of your finger opening a window?
The window had it out for me.
I have to ask, does anyone else find that they can never complete any type of project without being completely covered in the materials? Whether I'm cooking (hah like that happens often), painting, etc, I always seem to find myself dripping in paint or with cheese down my shirt. When I went to college I would leave the darkroom with brown stains covering my clothes from the fix. My professor asked if I was bathing in it. Last week I was covered in five (yes, because I couldn't pick a color, remember?) different paint colors. I had a streak stretching from my ankle to my upper thigh. And I have no idea how it got there.
I was very, very cranky last week. Let me preface this story by saying I didn't want Bear sleeping in the bed. Yes, I know, it's unbelievable that the crazy dog lady didn't want the dog in the bed. Now, before you judge me and say "ugggh, she totally doesn't like dogs as much as she says," I will continue on with: my dog is giant. Carl is 6'2. Our bed is not giant. So as the dog has grown larger, the space in the bed has become nonexistent. Usually after I accidentally elbow Carl in the face because the dog owns 3/4 of the bed I hiss "SEEE? I TOLD you that he was going to take up the whole bed and that we ALL would be uncomfortable." That really isn't the major problem. We've learned to deal with that.
The major problem now is Bear typically can't sleep without touching someone. Even if his paw is brushing slightly against your foot, he's happy. So due to this anxiety, I was up with him, trying to calm the pacing. Every Hour. I did this in between unsuccessful attempts at waking Carl up (by doing things such as chucking my phone at the base of his couch) because if I WAS UP then damn it he should be too. And once I gave up on that I was off the uncomfortable couch onto the more uncomfortable floor. So the dog could be touching me. And that's when I woke Carl up and told him that if the bed wasn't back where it belonged by the end of business day I'd beat him with a paint roller.
The bedroom is almost done. I'm going to go buy new curtain rods today. I have no headboard but I think I'm going to make a mounted fabric one, so that could be a while. The shelving system Carl and Noah (thnx for letting me borrow your Husband again Steph.... who can fix it? NOAH CAN!) are building should be finished tomm.... and then I'll post pictures.
Unless I walk in the room and scream "ohmigosh I HATE IT."
Because then I'll never take another picture. Because Carl will kill me.

2 comments:

  1. just think...if it wasn't this crazy, what fun would there be?

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  2. you crack me up! I'm the same way, can't do a project without ending up a mess ;) And also, I am a crazy dog lady, but my dog doesn't sleep with us- we have 4 cats and I can't take one more body in the bed!! She gets to come up in the morning for a little snuggle! Good luck finishing the bedroom . . I hope you find some peace soon!

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