My mom’s favorite mantra when things seem to be going awry is, “I am not in control.” Well, my mom is in Spain right now, and it seems that, while she’s away, I may be channeling her energy.
Let me back up.
It all stated last Monday, when we had an electrician come to begin addressing the problem of darkness/cavishness that is rampant in our home. This could not be more exciting. We had him start in the Kitchen (which, in his opinion, I should really consider painting a different color…but that’s beside the point) and asked him to put 3 recessed lights over the peninsula. Simple enough, one would think. Well… 5 hours, 3 extra drywall holes, and a sit-down dinner with him (complete with step-by-step instructions on how to construct a log cabin) later, we still did not have working lights. He came back Tuesday, got the lights working, tore apart our Family Room, and took the rest of the week off. No big deal, he said, since we’re not planning on hosting any parties anytime soon. (!?)
And so… we’ve been living like this:
I am not in control.
On Tuesday night, Jorden decided to start another Family Room project – a fireplace makeover! The first step was simple: Spraypaint the doors with a heat-proof paint