I took some photos yesterday of parts of the kitchen.. forcing myself to find something positive. The fact s are it's at least another week, so really two - still no power (extension cords) no trim, no cupboards, no back splash.. stuff everywhere - I am expected to put away- hard to do without cupboards. I'm also expected to cook.
I won't be & neither will anyone else be.
It's NOT finished and It's not getting dirty before it is.
I've already washed at least FULL 6 loads of dishes yesterday, because all the stuff that was put in them - was covered in drywall dust and sawdust, because he does not give a shit- I'm not a 'real client' - who would have all the stuff protected and plastic put up so it would not happen.... cleaning up after Norm like I've done for 23 years.
The day before I had Judy help empty 6 boxes and clean and you would hardly know she was here already from the mess again everywhere.
Book off two weeks I said... I can get it done in one, he said.
My twitch is worse than before I went away and I'm fighting not to stay in bed, so - no I don't care about the fucking kitchen at the moment. Other than the hammering not much else is heard- not much speaking, what else is new. & of course I've already had a few that say "BUT wow, you'll have a new kitchen!" It frustraites & angers me, who cares about a fucking kitchen. It's STUFF. Glorified stuff- and a kitchen for someone who would rather draw than cook- I'll be expected to cook more - "Hey, you have a new kitchen! "
Norm choose all the details from the counter to the trim decisions, appliances, backsplash & more, anything I picked was replaced with his own decisions, which were more 'affordable' - so why even ask me in the first place. Technically Norm is the one with the new kitchen, he can enjoy cooking it in... when it gets done.
It's a kitchen.
Progress? Not much. Same shit different day.
Im in do not disturb mode because I am feeling antisocial. Why because again, I have to put up with someone else shit all day everyday. I'd rather not even be here to be honest & the fact that I HAVE to makes me resent it more. If I was not .. two weeks could become 2 months.. Just like it took 6 years for a set of stairs.
I'm a bitch, you know it (in Norms mind for sure these days) .. I'm not making shit up- it's been my life for 23 YEARS, come to your own conclusions but remember - I am the one that has been living it. Do you ever know both sides? No then keep your comments to yourself. Norm knows what I write is true, I have no need to lie and won't.
Renovations are the cause of a few marriage break ups...
Now, I'm going to paint. The kitchen can fucking wait.
& sunset grill for breakfast sounds great.
Waiting too is difficult, Im not good at being surrounded by chaos 'stuff everywhere" messes with me an I can't seem to get past it.. I have a big painting I want to start but I only seem to be able to put to these minis- an ocTEApus of course .. I have a few more. I paint them when frustrated. I guess I'll have a dozen new ones before the end of the week.
* I feel bad for Storm, Im very 'teary', I'm exhausted and he keeps saying 'sorry'.
I am not a good faker for the record, lol - anyone reading the blog must be aware of this by now. He also understands why I am the way I am.
For all of you, who read my blog- I apologize - I'll try to put on a better mood tomorrow.
and will have new painting for you to see.
Have Faith
<>< xox
I won't be & neither will anyone else be.
It's NOT finished and It's not getting dirty before it is.
I've already washed at least FULL 6 loads of dishes yesterday, because all the stuff that was put in them - was covered in drywall dust and sawdust, because he does not give a shit- I'm not a 'real client' - who would have all the stuff protected and plastic put up so it would not happen.... cleaning up after Norm like I've done for 23 years.
The day before I had Judy help empty 6 boxes and clean and you would hardly know she was here already from the mess again everywhere.
Book off two weeks I said... I can get it done in one, he said.
My twitch is worse than before I went away and I'm fighting not to stay in bed, so - no I don't care about the fucking kitchen at the moment. Other than the hammering not much else is heard- not much speaking, what else is new. & of course I've already had a few that say "BUT wow, you'll have a new kitchen!" It frustraites & angers me, who cares about a fucking kitchen. It's STUFF. Glorified stuff- and a kitchen for someone who would rather draw than cook- I'll be expected to cook more - "Hey, you have a new kitchen! "
Norm choose all the details from the counter to the trim decisions, appliances, backsplash & more, anything I picked was replaced with his own decisions, which were more 'affordable' - so why even ask me in the first place. Technically Norm is the one with the new kitchen, he can enjoy cooking it in... when it gets done.
It's a kitchen.
Progress? Not much. Same shit different day.
Im in do not disturb mode because I am feeling antisocial. Why because again, I have to put up with someone else shit all day everyday. I'd rather not even be here to be honest & the fact that I HAVE to makes me resent it more. If I was not .. two weeks could become 2 months.. Just like it took 6 years for a set of stairs.
I'm a bitch, you know it (in Norms mind for sure these days) .. I'm not making shit up- it's been my life for 23 YEARS, come to your own conclusions but remember - I am the one that has been living it. Do you ever know both sides? No then keep your comments to yourself. Norm knows what I write is true, I have no need to lie and won't.
Renovations are the cause of a few marriage break ups...
Now, I'm going to paint. The kitchen can fucking wait.
& sunset grill for breakfast sounds great.
Waiting too is difficult, Im not good at being surrounded by chaos 'stuff everywhere" messes with me an I can't seem to get past it.. I have a big painting I want to start but I only seem to be able to put to these minis- an ocTEApus of course .. I have a few more. I paint them when frustrated. I guess I'll have a dozen new ones before the end of the week.
* I feel bad for Storm, Im very 'teary', I'm exhausted and he keeps saying 'sorry'.
I am not a good faker for the record, lol - anyone reading the blog must be aware of this by now. He also understands why I am the way I am.
For all of you, who read my blog- I apologize - I'll try to put on a better mood tomorrow.
and will have new painting for you to see.
Have Faith
<>< xox
OcTEApus