It only took one bad day for me to realize how true this is. That "bad day" was Friday. I decided I'd better get my recently wallpaper-free walls "wiped down" and ready to paint, only to face a major setback. As soon as I started wiping down the walls I realized they were still coated with a thick layer of glue and paste. VERY discouraging, to say the least. I wanted to sit down, surrounded by my bare, gluey, LARGE, vaulted walls and cry. I didn't. Instead, I did a lot of research online, trying to find a way around all the scraping. No such thing. The glue has got to be scraped or the paint will flake, peel and chip. Not exactly the look I was going for...NEVER WALLPAPER YOUR WALLS. EVER. PLEASE.
Not long after this very disheartening news our fridge died. DEAD. GONE. PERMANENTLY. The electrician verified this over the phone and told us to go get ourselves a new fridge. LOVELY. Because we have hundreds of dollars sitting in our account not being used for bills, mortgage, or groceries....?!?
At this point I did sit down and have a good cry. (Did I mention we still don't have a working shower?) I was an emotional basketcase the rest of the day. Paul looked like he was about to explode when we realized we'd have to replace the fridge. That night he said, "You know, if we didn't have kids we could commit a double suicide." I laughed and cried at the same time.
However, things got better, as they always do. Our new fridge was delivered Saturday and that night I had a couple of friends come and help me scrape walls.
The point is I really thought we were ok. I thought I was actually doing pretty good. You know tough strong, supportive, keeping it all together. It didn't take much for me to unravel. And that's when I realized how close to the edge we are living.
So, if you're wondering how we're doing...well that really just depends on the day : )
Ahhh, residency...
8 comments:
Can I SO copy and paste this post exactly? You could not have said it better! No. I'm not kidding!!
Look at the bright side, you had a small distraction to organize the toys and well...the entire downstairs too!
PS promise you will call and I'll meet you at DQ for a frozen HC. You know I love ya!
I am still crying for you. Don't worry that glue will get off in no time as soon as we all get over there. p.s. cry to me as much as you want I will be there with chocolate and a diet coke!
I wish I could run over and scrape glue with you. So sorry about the fridge, that is truly a BAD day! Those are the days I wish I could just call a landlord. You guys are truly amazing though & nI know in no time at all your house us going to look fabulous!
Hang in there Summer - We're there for you :) Only wish we were closer.
Oh, Summer! That sucks. Big time. I only wish I could rush over and immediately start scraping the glue off of your walls. I wish I were closer! But know that I love you so much and would and will do anything that I can to help you. It makes me feel better that there are so many wonderful friends there to help you through things as well :) Hang in there, and if you ever need to call crying - please, please do! I love you!!!
Wow summer, all I can say is you're amazing. I would have broken down way before you. I am so sad for you about the glue on your walls. I promise I will NEVER wallpaper! I wish I could be there to help. Good thing you and Paul are such strong people. Residency sounds ridiculous! And there is a light at the end of the tunnel... just think, in a few years you could be living in Nevada City :) I'm glad you posted about the "mama said there'd be days like this" days because we all need to remember we're in the same boat. We miss you guys!
That's one crappy day! I have do have to tell you how much your blog makes me laugh! Your so funny and I love reading about your families life!!!
We love reading your blogs, Summer! By the way, James loves playing w/ Noah's green ball with "Noah" printed on it, and pushing Alex's hot pink stroller around outside. When we ask him where Alex and Noah are, he answers "bye, bye". Miss you guys!
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