Saturday, July 7, 2012

What a Busy Few Weeks


Oh goodness I am exhausted. My two stepdaughters decided to come out for a visit from Colorado with their kids, as it turned out it was only two out of the three grandkids that came though; it still doubled the house population. The planning stage was confusing, back and forth on when and how long, etc. One of the kids is autistic also. We are no strangers to autism here as my eldest (Ron's third) child, Tink, is autistic. But autism is as individual as each unique person. And he used to have a tendency to dump things out, like shampoo, medicine, cereal, etc. and our house was not set up well for him. We had almost all of our meds and bathroom stuff in boxes in the kitchen because we needed to redo the hallway outside the bathroom. To say it had been going slow is an understatement, I had been waiting for Ron to finish something before moving on to painting and he was apparently waiting for me to paint before he finished doing the door to the tub works. But the hall had to get done before they got here for safety and space reasons. I went ahead and painted but I still think it should have been done the other way around, as it is something didn't get caulked that should have and now I am not sure it can be because we hung a set of shelves in the spot and it leaves that spot with only a fingers width to get to the gap between the wall and the door frame for about half of it. And the other half will really show up when caulked if I don't go back and repaint that area. Anyway, the floor also was needing tiled. We have had the tile for a while, and the paint, so at this point no money was needed to do it. Then I noticed that where the hall floor met the bathroom was not equal, the hall had a dip right there that at its worst point was about a half inch. So we had to get some  floor leveling stuff and it had to go on in a few layers because of the depth of it. The put the whole thing behind a little bit and they final date of them showing up was still not decided. But I got it done and the floor tiled. Oh, and I forgot to mention that the white paint turned out to be a light gray. I was concerned about that because this hallway is dark, it just swallowed light, but luckily it would not clash with the medium gray that I was planning on painting the trim work. The paint was also a semi-gloss (planned) whereas the old paint was a flat, semi-gloss reflects (and cleans) better than flat paint and brightened up the hall more than I expected especially with a darker color than I had wanted. Then adding a light colored tile to the floor--my golly we can see in the hallway now! Now for the fun part. The date had been decided and we still had a few days but the free-standing cabinets we had in the kitchen needed to be emptied of food and other kitchen stuff and moved to the hall and filled with bathroom stuff. Of course this still leaves the kitchen a flippin' mess and after quite a few years of trying to explain to Ron the free-form box shelves I wanted in there I gave up and defaulted to regular shelves--which we didn't have. We bought the shelf brackets and got those hung and Ron fetched some shelving wood from the neighbor and got some shelves put up, not all. We are running out of time before thy get here at this point but we still could get almost all of it done--but the kids left a day early. So, when they got here there was still food in boxes on the floor. Oddly, we still had more kitchen floor than we have had in a while. We got a couple more shelves up on their second or third day here and we are down to just two boxes on the floor but the renovations pretty much came to a standstill as our house population doubled. The hallway looks great though.

So the kids were here for eight days, eight hectic days, from Thursday to Thursday. It was a good visit though. And the one grandkid doesn't dump things so much anymore, thank goodness.  We went into town on Friday evening to watch the annual firework show, the kids were all excited, Tink just *loves* fireworks. We got there a bit early so we could get a good spot and the kids could use the playground, both boys are eleven. About ten  to fifteen minutes before the show was probably going to start it was announced that it was cancelled due to the drought conditions. It made sense but I really think they could have cancelled it earlier in the day, we were not the only ones out there and inconvenienced. We stopped by the fireworks tent in town and bought some of our own to set off to alleviate the kids tension. We did our annual show on Wednesday, the actual holiday and the night before they left. Some neighbors showed up to join the fun. For the first time we accidently set a couple of fires with them. We were prepared, even with no drought we keep a bucket of water to douse used sparklers and Roman Candles, and we have the hose nearby and ready. One of the fires might have happened even in a normal year, the one that set it off had sort of blown up, well, that is a bit strong but misfired would be too mild of a description. Ron got his hand a little burnt, nothing serious. We also went to Baker Creek Seed's Bakersville in Mansfield. It is a old timey village. Ron took Morg and the non-autistic grandson out shooting; Morg has been shooting off and on for a bit now but the grandkid had never fired a gun before. They all had fun but Ron was real happy he got to take the kid out the very first time. I was up until 3-3:30 every morning talking to the girls, they would sleep in and I had to get up for chores.

The heat for the last few weeks has been unbelievable. We have been breaking records left and right, including the hottest day of June since record keeping began. The weird part is that the humidity has been low, very low. The weather folks have been calling it a "saving grace" but I really think we would be better off with a tad higher humidity. When each breath robs one of vital moisture and after ten minutes outside, in the shade even, one needs to drink a pint of water just to replace what you exhaled, it is too damned dry.  This is the Ozarks and we have been real close to single digit humidity. And breezes do no good to help cool because the sweat  dries too fast to get the body wet to catch it. Between a sauna and a dehydrator, I prefer the sauna.

The good news is that we are expecting a cool-down and some rain after today (another record breaker but there is moisture in the air).

I write this in MS OneNote and the paste it to the Blogger site. As I was getting ready to post it I go to the Blogger Dashboard and get a warning that Blogger does not support my browser anymore, I use Firefox, and I should switch to the Google Chrome because not all features will work otherwise. Screw you Google I dislike Chrome and you are getting more and more domineering.

4 comments:

Todd said...

Glad you got your hall done. Awesome. Also super happy your visit went well.

I've never gotten that warning from blogger about my browser (also Firefox) not being supported. Hmm...

They are not aware said...

That is weird, I went to the Blogger Dashboard again and got it. This is the exact message:
Your browser is no longer supported by Blogger. Some parts of Blogger will not work and you may experience problems.
If you are having problems, try Google Chrome. | Dismiss

Is Google persecuting just me?

Todd said...

I just went and signed in. Still no message. Hmm...

They are not aware said...

Google must know I have been talking smack about them. Fine, the battle is on, first step: using a different search engine...
Man, the thing is that I use Google voice heavily and do not know of a replacement. But even there they hassel me about not having it linked to a cell phone. I don't have a stinkin; cell phone. Ron used my Gmail addy for some silly thing on Facebook--said he didn't remeber his own email (possible as he never uses it but is same as Facebook account) and since then I have been getting close to 800 spam a month. That one was my school and "business" account, now it is worthless for that because I can't tell the difference between the spam and legitimate emails if I do not know the "From" addy. Gods, I am pissed about that. Not that that is Googles fault but they have been tracking people for a few years now and when I have fought the tracking, they screw with me.