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Okay, so I'm in the midst of a special kind of hell - renovations. Brad and I are still speaking to each other, but only because he wisely stopped wearing his hearing aids about a week into the process and now ignores me completely - which I think is probably for the best. The kitchen is half done, the rest of the main floor has yet to be emptied of stuff, floors torn up and replaced, and three months into dealing with Intact Insurance, I STILL don't have complete bathrooms. They have no floors, one of them has no walls, and one of them has no sink, which is perfectly fine if you don't need to wash your hands after you used the facilities because, as my 5 year old son once told me, "But Mom, I didn't pee on my hands!" Good start, son, good start. Note: Never, EVER deal with Intact Insurance. Second note: If you ever HAVE to deal with an insurance company on a home disaster, take the money and RUN. Do NOT allow them to bring in their "carefully selected contractors" - because they either GOT said contractors from the line of rejected applicants for burger flipping at Wendy's, or possibly from Mordor. As an aside, I'm pretty sure that's it's the same source that everyone goes to for HR staff. There is a toilet in my living room that I may leave there as a handy table. I haven't had a kitchen in weeks, which means I've gained three pounds eating crap - dinner last night was a leftover burger patty straight from the fridge with suspicious looking dijon spread on it. A "beef cookie" with "icing", if you will. The pantry is stuffed full of Weird Things that May or May Not be Edible - cans of bamboo shoots and water chestnuts - why do I even HAVE this??? And where the hell is the can opener? You cannot get to the bureau containing the linens without doing a triple axle off the sawdust-covered ceiling fan (which is totally fine, since you can't wash your hands, you have no need of a towel anyway), and the landscapers begin on Monday, which means the dogs cannot go outside unattended for the next four weeks. Every trip across the house is a terror-filled obstacle course of high stepping, low bending, drop-rolling, expletive-filled perambulation. There is a crawl space underneath the stairs in the basement - no light, no flooring, no drywall - that is beginning to look very attractive to me. It's actually NOT the dark hole that I always THOUGHT it was, it's actually an oasis of peace! Who knew?? I think the current trend towards minimalism was probably started by someone undergoing renovations. There reaches a point where you are SO tired of putting things away, or finding places for things, that you begin to throw things out at random. Like treasured family photos. And treasured family. They got back in, though, basement window doesn't lock properly. So if for the next 6 weeks or so, my posts are simply lines of incomprehensible babble (more than usual, I mean), or obscenities, (ditto), that is why. $%$#@#$%.
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Завтрак: Kellogg's Special K Chewy Nut Bar - Chocolate Almond, Nature Valley Chewy Trail Mix Bars - Fruit & Nut, Peanut Butter. Обед: Philadelphia Reduced Fat Cream Cheese, Nabisco Triscuit Crackers Original, Cheddar Cheese. Ужин: Butter, Spaghetti. Перекус/Другое: Ikea Frozen Yogurt with Cone. подробнее ...
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