A reluctant office lady who still gets zits, but already has gray hair.

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First of all, I actually did hang the mirrors, and I even took some pictures of the project as I went, but I still need to take some pictures of them where they’re not just reflecting my messy room.*

But I think today’s going to be a busy day at work, so here is the good news and the bad news about today.

  • The good news is that I requested 2 PTO days and they were both approved, and everyone knows how much I love not being at work.
  • The bad news is that I am currently at work, and I am so so so tired.  Improbably tired!  Did I actually stay up all night jogging or doing math while I thought I was asleep? Is there a carbon monoxide leak in my house/car/office/brain that is making me feel so drowsy?  Inexplicably tired.
  • The good news is it’s almost Thanksgiving!  Every year, I buy 2 chocolate chip pecan pies from a friend to take to Thanksgiving dinner (This is not a traditional Thanksgiving pie. In fact, it’s closer to a traditional Kentucky Derby pie, but this is Pittsburgh, and we don’t really celebrate the derby so much.)  Anyway, with 48 hrs until my favorite holiday of the year, that pie is all I can think about.  Soon you will be mine!
  • There is no more bad news to report.  3 day workweek!
  • And one item that ended up kind of neutral:  Had to unclog the toilet last night and it made me start to re-think the dual-flush kit that I installed a few weeks ago.  I get that it works for Ikea, and I get that it works for Young House Love (where I got the idea/courage to attempt this), and also probably most of Europe, but I just don’t know if it’s right for us with our precarious Pittsburgh plumbing.  It doesn’t help matters that we still need a new fill valve, so maybe replacing that will make me like it more?  The jury is still out, but the good news is that the ole’ “Dump a Bucket of Hot Water in the Toilet” trick worked like a dream to unclog it.  So there you have it, kids, my first DIY tutorial.

I’ll say it again, this time in haiku:

Toilet not flushing?

Fill a bucket- hot water!

Dump it all in there.

 

*I just kind of think it’s hilarious that my solution is not to clean the room -that would be ridiculous!- but instead to take different pictures where the mirrors do not reflect the mess.


So when we last left off, I was explaining about the worst day of my job to date, and how I work for an insanely frustrating human being.  When I got home that night, I felt like I needed to be in charge of a project and I needed to succeed at something.

So here’s a little back story about the kitchen:

2 years ago, I had just started to live by myself after a sad breakup, and I was seeing someone new (my current girlfriend, holla!), but I was still pretty damaged and I was completely underwater financially, since my ex had been sharing the bills with me up to that point.  One day, I came downstairs to find that water had been dripping out of my kitchen cabinets on to my electric range, and I panicked.  I unplugged the stove, called off work, and then called some plumbing company that had a catchy commercial on TV, and they came out and diagnosed some (probably relatively small) leak in the branch lines that connected my shower to the main stack.  I guess somewhere along the way, he must have given me the option to just fix the leak, but because he was a salesman before all else and I was a panicked homeowner still trying to prove to everyone (most of all myself) that I could handle this solo homeowning gig, he convinced me to replace all of the second floor’s plumbing, which was really expensive.  I guess they did good work, and it is supposedly warranted for the rest of my life, but I should have called someone cheaper.  At the end of that day, I was left with a gaping hole in my ceiling and an even larger hole in my available credit on my credit card, and I decided that I didn’t want to tell anyone that I had called some big name plumber because I didn’t know what else to do and I’m such a damsel in distress, etc etc.

But then inertia kicked in, and I didn’t get the drywall fixed for a whole year.  And then when I finally did get the drywall fixed, the guy couldn’t see to smooth it out after it got dark that day because the lighting in my kitchen is weird, so he said he’d come back.  But then I didn’t call him and he didn’t call me, and a whole year passed AGAIN of me avoiding having my family over, because I hadn’t painted over the drywall and there was an obvious patch.

Something clicked in me recently, though, and I didn’t want to be afraid of my parents or friends stopping by anymore.  I wanted to maybe even invite them to stop over, so they could see this home that I have made with my girlfriend, which is actually okay.  My mom hasn’t been in my house since 2009 (although we live in the same city), so maybe it would be nice to have them over.  Besides, like I mentioned, I’m thinking about selling the house in the next few years, so I need to scratch these things off of my to-do list.  It’s nice to take some pride in my house instead of viewing it as a burden, and it’s nice to finally get out from underneath the inertia that had me feeling so down for so long.

So Elissa and I sanded/primed/painted on Wednesday and Thursday, and then I put the recessed lighting back in today, and it is finally back to how it was, 2 full years later.  Maybe there’s some kind of metaphor in there about healing, or maybe not.  All I know is that it’s really nice to finish something.  Especially when it has nothing to do with work.