I've learned something this past weekend. I've learned that gutting a kitchen/dining area completely and starting from scratch...can be the true test of a marriage. Seriously, people get divorced and end up splitting half of the crap they fought over in the first place. This is crazy stuff. You take a house built in 1962--almost 50 years ago--and start opening the walls up. Can you just imagine what's in there?
It ain't purty, people!
I have been covered repeatedly in--stuff--that I don't even want to know the origin of. Insulation that has turned to pixie dust. Droppings that---lets just let that one go. I have issues. And there's nothing like finding out how your house is REALLY put together. Nothing like finding out all the shortcuts the builders evidently took, and then slapped paneling over it to hide it. How it's withstood all these hurricanes is an act of God.
Oh yeah. It's been a joy.
So while we thought it would be slightly simpler, pulling off old, putting up sheetrock. We have had to spend alot of time rebuilding and bracing the insides of the walls beforehand. And then while we thought (again) that we'd just reface the bar area, we found out MacGyver made it with popscicle sticks and duct tape, so we ripped that out completely and hubby is going to build a whole new one.
We're not entirely sure how much we like each other right now. Stress has turned us into mindless lunatics. We're just saying "I love you" alot. Just randomly. I think to anchor it somehow so we don't forget that we're supposed to! LOL!
I got a little writing done here and there. I think roughly 700ish words on new wip. No new queries on previous book. But I did do an outline on the new one last night, since the TV was on (yeah, distraction!) and I could manage that much.
How was everyone's weekend?