When we first bought our home way back in the ’80′s, it needed some work. Mostly cosmetic changes to bring it to the current era. We were house poor–sinking every last cent into the purchase. We–and I really mean I–became a DIYer. Being young and dare I say naive at the time I wasn’t afraid to try anything. Now, I have no excuse except stupidity. That’s just how I roll. I want something done–I just do it. The husband on the other hand likes to research stuff–make sure it’s the right decision. So, we come from different worlds. The husband traveled a lot in our early years which worked in my favor. I just sorta got to do things my way–by defualt–since he wasn’t here.
I’d drop him off at the airport and race home to start my project. I knew what the project would be weeks ahead of the trip. Husband would ask “What are you planning this trip”? I’d always reply “Oh nothing much. Just taking care of the kids.” But he knew better. He just didn’t know what project I was scheming in my head. I have ripped out carpets and sanded the floors and don’t forget that fresh scent of varnish. Years of wallpaper stripped and walls painted in the course of a week of focus groups. Over the years I’ve tried my hand at just about every home improvement. Some have been successful and others not so much, but there is nothing like diving in and getting dirty. My husband’s business partner was dropping him off from a short trip and I had a dresser and a nightstand on the front porch drying after I had stripped and repainted, he asked my husband when I was going to fix the roof? Yes, it became the office joke. But I didn’t care and now, the husband doesn’t travel as much–until next week! He’s going to be gone for 4 days. My mind is struggling to figure out the what to do first. The list is getting longer and longer. I need to prioritize! I want to do as much prep before so the minute that door closes I can work work work!
Stay tuned–I will be posting my escapades here! Maybe even a video–Do I dare incriminate myself??? Of course–why wouldn’t I???
*** UPDATE***Darn that husband read this post–Glad I didn’t give any details away!