to this just yesterday..
The house being pulled apart really does kinda unbalance me... so much so that yesterday I chose to vent my frustrations via email to The Mom Unit instead of blogging it. And maybe because I emailed her, and talked to KK I felt like I was covered yesterday by having connected to 2 of my daily readers. So I suck for not blogging but I had a bit of overwhelm swirling in my head early in the morning and then the contractor showed up early and I was then in the position to nearly run late as I had to take a moment to express my concern that the project cost had nearly doubled, and there were some dumb little things that didn't get done... add that to the shock of all of the walls in the living room and kitchen being full of holes and I was a bit of a powder keg. I said my piece with love, and honesty.
My frustration is my deal... and while this is got a bit of chaos hanging over me, the truth is, this guy is doing a killer job. And I just got that this is kinda like when the surgeon who operated on The Mom Unit about 20 years ago, had a shitty bedside manner and scared the shit out of me and left me terrified I was going to lose her in the next few years. I sat crumpled in the waiting room with the biggest heaviness in my heart that day..
And then many years later when she would have another surgery and the surgeon had fantastic bedside manner the doctor looked at me after I relayed how grateful I was to have had a good interaction and said, "Well, with that other procedure, would rather have bedside manner or a cure? She's still here all these years later."
Point taken.
And she is still here and we are better friends than ever and she is 100% behind me in the project. Financially and emotionally. Her simple words of encouragement soothe me.
Now, I'm not likening my contractor to a cardio-thoracic surgeon.. but, the "aha moment" I just got feels very similar in my body. So I am gonna shut up about blah blah... over cost..blah blah the painting I have to do.. blah blah the goat trails leading me through the piles etc.
Truth is, this is going to be great for the wee house and give it some semblance of insulation. Not to mention awesomeness.
I have officially named the sleeping loft " K.K.'s Disco Slumber Lounge."
Now THAT makes me really happy!
And today I will be at The Tiki Convention at the Shady Dell here in Bisbee to work for the POCO food vending endeavor and hopefully catch a glimpse of Ernie Menehune the Don Ho of the Desert who happens to have my ex husband as his real son.
Also, first day of Bisbee Farmer's Market season today! That starts nice and early and I may just have to haul my carcass down there to grab something!
2 comments:
No construction project ever goes smoothly or as expected. And especially when you're in such small quarters and can't escape, everything gets magnified. But just keep thinking of how awesome it's going to be once it's done, and how much warmer you're going to be next winter!! You'll get through it ... in the grand scheme of things it's only a minor blip in time.
So true, Meth!
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