Yesterday we finished the kitchen countertops, after weeks of fitting, sanding, and more sanding down to 800 grit. ("This is what happens when you ask a jeweler to build a countertop.") The butcherblock and marble are in place, and even the butcherblock glistens like tiger's eye quartz. The stove is actually where it's supposed to be for the first time ever, instead of moved aside to allow for work room. The process of assigning canisters has begun, and so has the process of moving out the 1970s era steel credenza which has served as a temporary kitchen island to make room for building a real kitchen island. We actually had three people working in the kitchen at the same time last night. Wow!
sewing machine is back from the repair shop and in working order for
the first time since the 5yo messed it up as a baby. It doesn't really
have a place yet and most of my gear is still at the old house, but
plans are in motion.
Between (and sometimes during)
Karen-inspired showers yesterday we installed the amplifier on the TV
antenna. It doesn't really pick up any more stations, but at least it
keeps working through rainstorms.
I'm feeling really frazzled
right now. The therapist is digging into some old, deep wounds; but at
least he's beginning to understand the severity of the problem.