Not gonna lie, my first thought was holy shit Matt just threw away part of my fan. He had been cleaning up all the excess packaging that’s been taking over our living room between baby-related deliveries and home improvement crap and he already threw out the styrofoam packaging from the ceiling fan box. He insisted he checked everything he threw out for stray parts beforehand and I have no reason not to believe him. Buuuut I still may have went slightly catatonic and then decided I wanted ice cream (Izzy’s!) for dinner.
First I called Lowes, because that’s who we ordered it from. They then contacted Hunter (the company who made the fan) who gave them a reference number which they passed on to me so I could call Hunter back.
The first person I talked to didn’t care about my reference number and seemed very confused as to why I was even calling in the first place. She eventually said she was going to transfer me over to parts but instead I got trapped in the Automated Phone System From Hell. If you keep pressing zero enough times you can usually get to a real person and thankfully that worked this time. I may handle automated phone systems rather badly. The second live person I talked to was actually helpful but apparently shipping just the missing part was impossible and then had to send a whole new fan. Over-night shipping was also apparently impossible but she eventually caved and requested it be sent out as 2 day shipping (which translates to 2-5 days). We did end up getting the new fan on Saturday though–score!
Matt handled the installation by himself (I may have possibly been napping….). I went up to check on things as he was nearing the end and he had a laundry list of complaints.
Some of the screws provided did not actually fit, but he was able to scrounge spare screws from fan #1.
One of the screw holes for attaching the fan blades was miss-threaded making it damn near impossible to get the screw through.
The biggest issue though was installing the plate with the socket. It attached with 3 small screws that were practically impossible to line up correctly. It seriously took him a solid 1/2 hour to get that one piece in, it was also accompanied by a level of swearing straight out of the beginning of Four Weddings and a Funeral.
The lesson learned from this is pretty much whoever designed this fan only designed it to be pretty. They also possibly designed it to give electricians more business because it is a giant PITA to install on your own.
But daaamn is it gorgeous!
It came with an LED Edison bulb that’s pretty wussy so I’m going to try and swap it out for one of these pretty LED globe bulbs from IKEA.
First off, I want to wish a very happy Mother’s Day to all the moms, moms-to-be, step-moms, and foster moms out there. You’re all amazing!
It may be my first first sort-of Mother’s Day, but we didn’t do anything special–more work on the nursery and lots of naps for me. Matt did surprise me with the Eames elephant I’ve been lusting after though! He had planned to surprise me with it for the baby shower, but the color he knew I wanted was no longer available. He broke down on our anniversary and asked me if another color would be ok and it just arrived a couple days ago… so it’s sort a combo anniversary/mother’s day/baby shower gift.
I think I will name him Alonso. (Allons-y!)
As for, I’m officially in my Third Trimester now–home stretch baby! I’ve been steadily hitting the pregnancy milestones too. Yay?
Having Issues Getting out of Bed
Not because I’m huge (I definitely look pregnant–although not in the above photo oddly enough–and am seeing numbers on the scale that are distressing-yet-normal, but I’m not hugely pregnant), everything just hurts. My pelvis especially hurts when I’ve been laying down for a while and try and get upright again. It’s similar in feeling to having done waaay too many crunches so your abs start to burn and rebel, only lower down. The last midwife I saw sent me a video of some stretches to do, so hopefully they help.
Stairs are Hard
I finally had to give up and recruit Matt to carry my laundry down to the basement. I can handle our main stairs fine, but our basement stairs are narrow and I’m a little unbalanced at the moment so I need to hang on to the hand rail. Suddenly there’s not a whole lot of space for the basket unless I balance it against my belly which is its own level of awkward.
I also feeling mildly bad for the slow, plodding way I ascend stairs when I’m out in public. Then I figure, the stairs are wide enough, if you have a problem with my speed just go around. I did have to come to a full stop on a landing at work because two ladies were walking up side-by-side and chatting. That’s fine and all, but if you’re taking up the full width of the stairs and someone’s trying to head the opposite way switch to single file for like 2 steps. This is even just general politeness and not purely because I’m a cranky pregnant lady.
The Cat is Pissed
Schmutz was napping on my belly the other day when the little dude starting kicking. He’s now big enough that you can feel (and often see) the kicks on the outside. Schmutz turned and glared at me since she’s not used to be kicked by her current bed (and it was clearly my fault). Mort’s started obsessively kneading my belly and then deciding to sleep next to me instead. I don’t know if he thinks I’m too lumpy or what.
So Many Kicks!
The first movements I really felt were just from the kiddo shifting around (I think). I would just get pressure changes in a specific area as he wedged himself into a new position. The last few weeks I’ve been getting more and more definite kicks and they’re getting increasingly more visible on the outside of my belly. They started off feeling like weird little muscle spasm-y things, but he’s gotten some good shots to my ribs lately and thrown a couple punches that have made me wince a little bit. I am really not looking forward to the day he discovers my bladder…
One of my very first pregnancy symptoms was some mild heartburn (but we were also eating our way through a large batch of chili so I thought I was just getting old and decrepit at the time). Now I’m getting legit heartburn and popping Tums like candy. I get heartburn by so much as thinking about food.
This actually hasn’t been bad at all! Most people keep pretty quiet or share the “this worked well for me, but it’s honestly a crapshoot” kind of stories (which are actually useful). The only person who rubbed my the wrong way was, oddly enough, the midwife at one of my prenatal appointments. I was talking about how I was considering a water birth because I am deathly afraid of needles* and don’t handle pain well.** Her response was that I clearly just needed to educate myself further because it didn’t seem to her like a good reason to try a water birth. I sort of wanted to shoot back “look lady, the reason I’m already freaking out about this is BECAUSE I was reading about it and looking at my options.” Then she seemed a little miffed that I didn’t have any questions. Maybe it’s because I’m actually reading about what to expect and I hadn’t encountered anything out of the ordinary at the moment? Most of the midwives I’ve seen at my appointments have been awesome, but this one was just not a good match for me.
My mom (of course!) also hopped on the unsolicited advice train after looking at our baby registry. She means well, but she started questioning some of the bigger items (Were we sure we wanted this car seat instead of that car seat because so-and-so really liked that one). While she definitely brought up some good points, it just stressed me out that all the previous research I did was wrong so I re-researched everything…aaaand ended up with the exact same products I picked out the first time. Moral of the story: everyone is going find different products that fit their individual needs.
These have been happening for a while. I don’t tend to remember my dreams but I definitely have while pregnant! The last notable one was a nightmare about how I was never ever going to get the ceiling fan I wanted for the nursery. I was shipped a broken one, then someone tried to convince me it was perfectly fine and I couldn’t exchange it anyway because it was the very last one ever. The next day I called Lowes to check on the status of my order because the dream may have freaked me out a bit….
Bye Bye Wedding Ring
My fingers have started to swell enough that it’s getting really hard to get my rings off. I had to resort to some windex the other day, so going forward I’m probably safer just leaving them off before they get solidly stuck. My ankles are starting to swell a bit too, but thankfully they haven’t morphed into full-on cankles yet.
More notable moments have been going to work with my skirt inside-out (thankfully it was stripey pattern and really not noticeable!) and getting halfway to my car before realizing I was still in my slippers. I also nearly forgot Matt’s birthday. Ooops. In general I’m just spacey as heck and very easily losing my train of thought.
Glucose Challenge Test–PASSED!
The internet really builds this up as being awful, but it wasn’t that bad. The drink they give you is sort of a like a half-flat soda, so not exactly tasty, but not completely vile either (I went with the orange, but everyone I know recommended a different flavor). I chose to have mine done first thing in the morning and grab breakfast after since I’ve heard any sugar consumption (not just sweets, but things like fruit too) beforehand can mess up your results. How true this is, I don’t really know, but I really didn’t want to get stuck doing the 3 hour test so I figured it couldn’t hurt.
* Really, it’s bad. My regular doctor tried giving me valium before a shot once and it didn’t do a thing. Nitrous Oxide at the dentist doesn’t have any effect until after the shots are done (ie I calm down again). I currently have my own stash of prescription lidocaine to use before blood work, but I still get super anxious until it’s over Yeah, I’m kind of mess.
No, not the baby, that would be waaaay too early, but my ceiling fan for the nursery is finally here!
I ordered it back in February, knowing it was back-ordered until the end of March. Ok, I can wait. At the end of March I get a call saying it won’t be available until the end of April. Arghhhh. We were ready to paint at this point, but I couldn’t pick out the paint until I had the fan. At the end of April my already vivid pregnancy dreams started feeding off of my design neurosis and I had a nightmare in which I got shipped a broken and decrepit version of my fan and was told I couldn’t exchange it because it was the last one on the planet ever. The next day I called up Lowes asking them to check on the status and they assured me it would be ready for pickup the next week.
Sure enough, I got a call last Thursday (also Star Wars Day, our 3rd Wedding Anniversary, and the official start of my third trimester) saying it was FINALLY ready for pickup. The employee who called me was officially my BFF of the day.
Matt was hoping we could just pick up paint while we were already out. Nope, sorry, hardware stores are possibly the worst place to choose a paint color. That’s why they have all the swatches, so you can take them home and look at them in the same light you’ll be using the paint in. Luckily for Matt, I already knew roughly what colors I wanted, I just needed to narrow down the exact shade so we were able to pick up paint first thing on Saturday and get to work.
Matt started on the ceiling while I started prepping the radiator. My spray booth game is really improving.
How awesome is that ceiling???? The color is Breaktime by Sherwin Williams (flat finish). I think it’s bright and fun without being too candy-colored like sooo much kid stuff.
The radiator was currently a flat beige-y color. Once we get everything painted and the bright white trim installed it was going to look really dirty. I went over it with 3 coats of white spray paint* (satin finish). Soooooo much better!
The ceiling and radiator took up all of Saturday, then Sunday we were able to start the walls! Painting goes MUCH faster when you don’t have trim to cut in around so we were able to finish the walls in one day.
We have paint! It looks pretty white, but it’s Palest Pistachio by Benjamin Moore (eggshell finish) and has a very faint gray/green tinge to it. The next step is getting all the baseboards and casings primed, painted, cut, and installed. Ooof! Our goal is to have the baby room looking like an actual room (instead of a construction zone) by my baby shower at the end of the month. I think we can do it!
*Don’t worry, I had open windows and a full respirator. I would have pawned it off on someone else, but spray paint is a technique and I have trust issues.
A few weeks back my dad and brother-in-law joined up for an Epic DIY weekend. My dad and I kicked it off with some custom door and window casings. Matt’s brother, Isaac, got in later, so he and Matt were going to tackle the ceiling on Saturday.
Matt and I had already gotten drywall up on the walls, and all the seams taped and mudded. The ceiling was going to be a far more intensive job though and a little college boy labor goes a long way. The first step was to rent a drywall lift. My dad was telling me that he and my mom drywalled a ceiling without a lift back in the 70’s…oof! It cost us $15 to rent a lift for the most of the day (from Menards). Totally worth it.
I may have mentioned before that my dad and I make up team Crazed Perfectionist. We watched Matt and Isaac for a little bit to see if they would need extra hands. They didn’t really, but we started getting a little twitchy about the lack of crazed perfectionism, so I suggested (firmly) for a division of labor. Team Crazed Perfectionist would handle the measuring and cutting, and team Grunt Labor would handle the lifting and installing. This actually worked out pretty well, especially since doing anything on the ceiling gets tiring pretty quickly so this gave team Grunt Labor a bunch of mini rest breaks.
We’re still pretty new to drywall so I’m not going to do a tutorial (I’m sure they are far more knowledgeable people out there who have already written them). I do have a few useful takeaways we learned though.
Suck it up and rent a drywall lift! We didn’t bother with it for the walls because we installed the sheets vertically, but it was MUST for the ceiling. If you’re installing sheets on the wall horizontally, you’ll probably want it too.
Align the factory edges of your drywall as much as possible. The edges of a sheet of drywall have a very slight indent in them to help compensate for the thickness of the tape and mud.
Mark the ends of your joists on the walls, then use a chalk line to connect the marks to show you where to put your screws. It’s MUCH harder to eyeball a straight line when you’re balanced and bent on top of a ladder.
THIN coats when mudding. Seriously. Yes, if it goes on too thick you can sand it down, but drywall dust is horrendous. Thin coats should mean less sanding AND less dry time between layers so you can get more done in a day.
Once you’re at the sanding stage, try and tarp off the room as best as you can. We hung plastic sheeting over the door and kept the door closed at all times.
We didn’t try this, but had multiple people suggest a drywall sanding sponge. Wet sanding should help control the dust and joint compound is water soluble so it’s supposed to be faster.
We tried a sanding attachment for our shop-vac. Awesome in concept, but according to Matt it was a little unwieldy. The head would spin unpredictably making things a little difficult. He did notice an improvement in the dust control though, so it probably depends on the person if they like it or not.
Get a bag filter for your shop-vac! You for sure want one rated for drywall dust because you will be vacuuming up a LOT.
Wear a mask and full goggles when sanding. I really can’t over-state how awful drywall dust is.
Make sure you keep a good moisturizer handy. Drywall is incredibly drying on the skin.
You can see we ended up with a tiny little strip of drywall, which is usually frowned upon. Based on where our joists were positioned, this made the most sense for us. We were able to screw the edges of the second-to-last board directly into the joists and the last little strip was light enough adhere with construction adhesive (because we were drywalling over existing plaster instead of bare studs). We screwed it in too, but there wasn’t a joist there which we would have needed to secure a larger piece.
After making it though the weekend without killing anyone, Matt kept working away on the mudding/sanding the seams. It’s a process and, quite frankly, it sucks. Actually, the mudding’s not so bad, but the sanding is possibly the worst home improvement task ever. I was really happy to have solid excuse not to help. Once Matt got things sanded, he would call me in to give the Crazed Perfectionist opinion and then I’d go around with a pencil and circle all the areas that needed more work.
Two weeks later we were ready to prime! I’m specifically holding off on installing trim until the room is fully painted. Painting goes SO much faster when you don’t have to worry about cutting in! We knocked out all the walls in about an hour one evening after work. Unfortunately, it was starting to get a little dark at that point and the “fancy” bare drywall primer is nearly impossible to see until it dries so our first coat turned out super crappy. Oops. It also highlighted some spots that still needed a little extra smoothing (though not as many as I expected!).
The next evening we tackled the touch-up spots and the ceiling. We’ll take another look at everything in full daylight, but it seems to be going well. I’m planning another coat of regular primer just so we don’t get any surprises when we paint. And when will we get to the actual paint? Well, my ceiling fan is now back-ordered until the end of April and I need the fan to decide on the ceiling color and I need the ceiling color to decide on the wall color. Matt just sort of shakes his head and asks why we can’t just get a white fan. I tell him he because he married a crazy person which he really should have been aware years ago.
Until my beloved fan comes in I’ll be sanding (with a mask!), priming, and painting all the trim pieces.
I know I’ve been light on the house updates lately, but this past week should make up for it! Last Wednesday night * Two Wednesdays ago my dad came into town and then my brother-in-law joined us on Friday night. Matt and I had taken off work for an Epic DIY Weekend and had a big ‘ol list of projects to try and tackle.
On Thursday we started looking for wood for our door and window casings. We already knew we had to custom route the vertical casings so we just need to get wood in the correct dimensions. Well, since the original casings in the rest of the house were 4.5″ inches wide, which meant dimensional lumber wouldn’t cut it.
We poked around through the trim section to see if there were any flat trim pieces that were 4.5″ wide. Nope. A bunch of 3.5, some 5.5, but no 4.5. Figures. At the end of the trim aisle though, were some door jamb pieces and kits. Do you know how wide a door jamb is? 4.5 inches! BOO-YA! Plus, the outside edges are slightly rounded like our moldings. Can I get another boo-ya? The only minor problem is that they’re 81″ tall, which is a bit short but we have plinths in every other room so that’s an easy fix.
Sounds perfect right? Only all the jambs at Home Depot were pretty warped. Arrrgh! Plan C now was to get 1×6’s and rip them down to size on a table saw. A table we don’t have…. My dad offered to buy us a table saw though! Some people give cribs as new baby gifts, my dad gives table saws. I pointed this out at the store and a nearby customer laughed and pointed out that table saws were way more useful.
Ok, so we have a plan! We have lumber! We have a saw! We’re good to go, right? Ehhhh. Because the door jambs were so incredibly perfect and my dad and I make up Team Insane Perfectionist we decided to swing by Menards to see if they sold the same thing and if they were any straighter. Success! Let’s roll!
My dad had brought along his router and router table so we figured we’d get that all set up and then zip the boards through like you would with a table saw. Easy-peasy right?
There’s more resistence with a router blade than a table saw blade so it takes a LOT more effort to feed the wood though. Pair that with a longer board and it’s really hard to get a nice, consistent groove. The amount of effort it took to get one edge done (that didn’t even end up being a good edge), was clearly not going to work.
Ok, time for Plan B.
Back we go to the hardware store to pick up some inexpensive pine to make a jig. The jig consists of a 1×8 for the base and a 1×4 for the back guide that are screwed together in an L shape.
We knew we needed the raised edges on the casings to be 3/4″ wide so we did some quick math to determine where we would need to position the board, then screwed in some thin scrap wood as spacers. It needed to be tall enough to butt the board up against, but short enough that it wouldn’t interfere with the router.
You don’t need to run your spacer pieces along the full length of the jig. The board won’t be moving, just the router, so you really just need to make sure you have nice, even spacers on each end so you can position the board well. It’s also worth mentioning that if you’re going to build a jig you want all the lumber you’ll be using to be as straight as possible. We may have spent a good 10 minutes pulling out board after board and checking it for straightness. Knots and splits don’t really matter, it just needs to be as straight as possible.
Once we had our jig set up, we clamped the wood into place and got to routing. We did have to stop at each clamp to re-position it, but that’s not a big issue.
We did one pass, then flipped the board around to do the other edge.
Bee-yoo-teee-ful. But now there’s still a chunk left in the center. We re-measured to see how far out the next pass would have to be, but this time just marked lines on our jig. The outermost passes were the ones that really had to be precise, so for these we just lined the board up with the marks and had the second person simply hold it in place.
Aaand then you flip it around and do the same thing to the other side.
Now we’re left with one tiny strip in the middle. Now, you guessed it, we measured, marked, and re-positioned the board. The narrow strips we used as spacers for the edges were the perfect width to position the board to get the center strip. We flipped them vertical to line up the board and pulled them out once someone was holding the board in place.
Some of you may be wondering why we bothered painted the boards if we were just going to strip a bunch of it off. Well, we didn’t; the boards came pre-primed. We didn’t need them too, but they were the only real wood (not particle board or MDF option). The bonus is there’s a much better contrast in my pictures.
Just take a look at these beauties compared the original casings!
I’m giving them a rating of PDG: Pretty Darn Good.
*I may have been a little slow in publishing this….
**See my awesomely coordinated gloves and Batman shirt? Not planned at all, but you can totally copy that. Also, I hate pregnant-me in pictures. In real life I feel totally fine but I see a picture and can only quote Spaceballs–“Why didn’t anyone ever tell me my ass was so big?!” My amazing and supportive husband responded to this with “Well, you’re supposed to be getting bigger.” This is the same amazing guy who once told me “I like how fat you are” and said I looked like “a yellow whale” after trying on a very unflattering maxi dress. He may suffer from foot-in-mouth disease. I’m hoping for the “pregnant glow” before we get a professional pregnancy shoot done, but so far I’ve just been breaking out like a teenager.
Busy editing a backlog of photos… I’ve got actual projects coming soon (custom door/window casings! drywall!). In the meantime I hope these make you smile.
The first time I saw James Corden was on Doctor Who and I sort of adored him. This goes to show he is even more awesome than I originally thought!
Cookie Monster can step it a notch too.
Not gonna lie, Katie Perry grates on my nerves something awful (she was waaay over-played on the radio station they played at my job years ago). This is one of my favorite song parodies though!
Don’t know if as many people will find this one amusing–it’s definitely for the typography nerds! If you’ve never seen the music video for Lady Gaga’s Poker Face it’s definitely worth watching because they did a great job parodying the video AND the music.
Who’s excited??? It’s been a while since I put together a mood board and possibly the best part of pregnancy is brainstorming decor! I had a few ideas floating around, but wanted to wait until we knew if we would be having a boy or girl.
I wanted something fun and child-appropriate without being overly cutesy. Baby won’t have any opinions on decor for a while (if ever), so the nursery is really more for mom and dad. I also wanted to keep the basics of the room pretty gender-neutral so if we have a girl sometime in the future we can reuse our baby gear easily.
As I mentioned before, my starting point was a set of Zoo Portraits–fun and whimsical without being sickeningly cutesy. The ceiling fan I fell in love with early on and nearly talked myself out of it! Everyone thinks I’m nuts when I start gushing over a ceiling fan, but isn’t this one just fabulous?
I didn’t want to fall into the muted, monochromatic trap that a lot of baby rooms fall into. Bold colors and high contrast are easier for a baby to focus on, so I wanted pops of brights, especially in the mobile. Plus, it’s just more to my personal liking. The lime and redish-orange I plan to work into some more accessories and storage pieces.
My current thoughts on paint are to paint the ceiling the same minty-aqua as the light fixture and then go pretty neutral on the walls. I think by the time I’m done there will be a lot going on around the floor and walls that will be better balanced by a bolder ceiling.
The Eames elephant probably won’t make it into the final room since it’s definitely splurgy, but a girl can dream, right?
We’ve been hard at work this weekend and I have more detailed posts to come, but I am officially out of commission today. My dad and I custom routed door and window casings and I was stupid and didn’t put a mask on until I realized how much sawdust was ending up in my nose (we were about 1/2 way done). Consequently, I woke up on Saturday with an obnoxious asthma flair up which decided to linger.
Sunday wasn’t any better.
4am: Cats keep fighting with each other and Matt decides to separate them. He grabs Schmutz and closes her in the bedroom with us.
5 am: Mort has been crying outside the door incessantly because he wants snuggles.
7 am: I give up trying to sleep (partly because I can’t really breathe) and get up. Notice Schmutz has crapped over Matt’s side of the bed. She would have crapped directly on Matt, but the blanket was in the way. Thank god for duvet covers.
10 am: We start mudding the ceiling. Due to limited ladders and my on-going asthma attack I’m mostly acting as a gopher and watching my dad’s mudding technique.
11 am: Despite doing next to nothing, I’m exhausted and go and lie down… except I can’t exactly lie down because of my chest congestion so I go an prop myself up on pillows and wallow in guilt for not being more useful. I am amazing at wallowing in guilt, even if things weren’t really under my control.
12 pm: I officially sound like a Muppet.
1 pm: Pass out on the couch, because I’m still exhausted.
4 pm: Trip to Urgent Care for a nebulizer treatment. Officially my first DIY-Induced trip to urgent care. The doctor treating me tells me that because I’m pregnant I should go to the ER to check for a pulmonary embolism because pregnancy=higher risk factor.
6:30 pm: Grab some take-out and double check with the emergency midwife line. Midwife agrees that even though it seems unnecessary, I should go to the ER just to rule it out. Ok, fine.
7:30 pm: Get to the ER where the doctors look mildly perplexed and inform me that the only way they can test for for a pulmonary embolism is to do a CT scan, ie expose the baby to radiation. Awesome. They also tell me I have no actually symptoms of a pulmonary embolism except for trouble breathing.. which was clearly brought on by a specific event and responded to asthma treatment. I opt out of the CT scan and am given another nebulizer treatment and a dose of prednisone. They also gave me a prescription for a few more days of predisone and a new inhaler since mine was nearly out.
9:00 pm: Drop off prescriptions and am told it will be a 15-20 minute wait.
9:45 pm: Prescriptions finally ready.
10:00 pm: Swing by grocery store to pick up breakfast for tomorrow.
10:30 pm: Make it home.
Hopefully nothing else goes wrong in the next hour….
Looks like we’re officially expecting a little man this July! This also means first baby pics! Wheeeee!
I am notoriously bad at deciphering ultrasound images, but I could usually figure out the head and spine. Once the tech started pointing out the stomach and kidneys….. um, sure.
I just think this shot’s kind of hilarious. This is a frontal view of the face and if you look for it you can see the left eyeball, the nasal cavity, and the mouth open in a fish-faced little pucker.
Everything’s looking normal for the kiddo, but I do need to go back in another 4-6 weeks for them to check if I may have Oligohydramnios (ie Big Scary Word Thing that may or may not be an issue). In the meantime I’ll just be trying to drink water like it’s going out of style.
Now that we know the gender, I can finally get cracking on the nursery design! My current inspiration is a selection of Yago Partal’s Zoo Portraits. I picked up a calendar a few years back just to dissect it for the artwork (calendars are an awesome source of cheap art!). We had them in the hallway in our apartment, but I think they’re awesome for a baby room–whimsical, but not overly cutesy. It’s harder to find bedding to coordinate with art than vice-versa so the prints may possibly get swapped out. We’ll see…
Next week my dad and brother-in-law are coming to work on the nursery. All the drywall is up on the walls, but we still have to tape and mud (and sand and mud and sand and mud), and do the whole ceiling. It also looks like we’re going to have to route some custom casings, because despite the fact that the door and window casings in this house are the simplest design ever (apart from just a plain 1×6) they are impossible to find.* Hopefully my dad will save the day with his router! This also means we should have actual house stuff to show in the near future! Woot!
*We found something really close once, but despite the fact that it was the company’s standard back-cut knife, there would be $200 setup fee plus the cost of materials. For 2 doors and 2 windows (and only the vertical casings) that seemed excessive, so we’re DIYing this shit!
Me: I don’t think [brother-in-law] is going to take my crappy parenting advice. He was wondering what to do about an 8 year old who won’t stop asking questions, so I suggested “why don’t you turn it into the game of questions?”