I think I am officially living in Puppy Hell. My husband's DemonSpawned Cheeehuahua's are driving me to the brink of insanity! Have I mentioned that I wanted a cat? A cat that would use the litter box, not my rug... a cat that would sit around and groom itself and look at you with the occasional "I am a queen and you are my servant" look and other than that, would simply let me love on it when in a cuddly mood, and would not do the whole hour long yelp thing to have someone pay attention to it. Cats are soooo much easier to take care of than a full fledged 6 week old puppy, not to mention, two of said puppies. These Spawn's of the devil are crying every two hours through the night, insisting that someone get up and pay attention to them. I haven't had a good nights sleep in a week! Although the piddles and pooples are getting on my nerves, my husband is being Johnny on the spot about taking care of it. I REFUSE to clean up poo. I made that clear when we got them. LOL We got a playyard thing for them, so they could play without getting lost in the house under furniture. Do they appreciate it? Ohhhh no, they sit and act like they are on death row, waiting for the executioner to come. Squalling like two Crack Addicts coming out of detox, my head about to explode! Don't get me wrong, they have their cute moments... I just wish all the whining and crying would stop and they would settle in a bit... so I can SLEEEEEEP. I don't remember being this sleep deprived when my children were infants.
As some of you know, I had been concerned about my weight recently. I had gained a bit and was FREAKING out. Well, I have it under control, I have gotten back into my "skinny" jeans and my "big girl" jeans are back in the darkest corners of my closet... Thank God! I switched to Diet Mountain Dew and I think that the landscaping of the yard had a ton to do with it. Lifting and pulling all those big blocks of stone had to give me the work out I needed. Now, just have to keep it up. :)
I woke up this morning after my very small nap, and had a sore throat... surprise surprise. Like I thought that I could live in Strep Throat City and not catch it? Palease. I have a doctors apt at 4pm today... so I will just let her know I need her to throw me on some antibiotics for that one.
I have discovered a few pitfalls while remodelling this home and thought they would be "Pearls of wisdom" to pass on to someone else who may be working on their home. So, here goes....
While unplugging the heat gun from an uncovered outlet, do not... I repeat... DO NOT grab ahold of the exposed outlet with one hand while trying to unplug said heat gun with the other.. you will wind up on your butt, your arm numb and your heart doing spastic fluttering in your chest. I understand now that it is not grounded and that they electricity does go through the metal on the housing for the outlet, so not a great idea to grab ahold of it. ;)
While using a chop saw, after cutting a piece of molding.. wait until the saw completely stops moving to take out your wood, if you don't.... well, lets just say that the wood can do amazing feats of acrobatic flipping when clipped by a moving saw blade, scare the heck out of you and make you feel as if you must count all fingers to ensure they are still there.
Taking tile up off of the floor involves a great amount of patience, and a high pain level. While heating up the tile with the heat gun and using a trowel to push it easily off of the floor may seem like a cake walk... the heat from the glue and tile will burn the crap out of you. Then the glue left on the floor will make you want to pull your hair out while using ten gallons of mineral spirits to get it off. But the results are very rewarding. :)
Just a few tips... more to follow later, I have learned a lot while doing the reno on this house. :)
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