For some reason, things at our house always get
really out of control complicated. It's never smooth sailing for long. I sometimes think it's because we're a very busy, active, family of five. Since Briefcase travels extensively for business, I'm always left to run our household as a single parent. We probably have too much going on. Or maybe we just have a huge cloud called "Chaotic" hanging over our rooftop.
We are (finally) getting the outside of our house painted. The house exterior was overdue for painting three years ago when I was in my car accident. Once I was in the accident, I couldn't deal with anything but the surgeries, the pain, the drug haze, the recovery, etc. I didn't care if the house rotted around us, it just wasn't important.
Likewise, Briefcase was working and traveling nonstop. Whenever he was home, he was
watching ESPN trying to help out with the basic necessities.
So yep, the house basically did rot around us. Of course, I didn't realize it at the time. We finally hired some very nice painters recently. (It must be a sign that I'm finally making progress with my recovery?) They started working four days ago. So far, they've just been doing all the prep work, which is really the most time consuming part of painting.
It seems like no matter where I am in the house, they are peering in the windows at me. If I'm in the kitchen, they are sanding the wood trim around the kitchen window. If I'm in the family room, they are there. It doesn't help matters that our house is nonstop floor to ceiling windows. If the whole house is glass, how can they not be peering in?
Can someone tell me how I'm supposed to have romantic dates with my rabbit with men peering in my windows at me?
The painters show up early in the morning. I went to shower the other day and they were already working on the window trim by our master bathroom. Even though they're outside, and the shower is inside (with shutters on the windows) I could not bring myself to get naked with them right there. I grabbed my shampoo and showered in a different bathroom.
You're surprised I haven't flashed them yet, aren't you?
There's been no flashing. I did give one of them an unintentional cleavage shot though. I was leaning down to reach into a drawer by our kitchen window. I was wearing a low V-neck t-shirt. I looked up and Painter #2 was looking down at me from his ladder outside the window. He had absolutely perfect cleavage viewing.
THAT does not count as flashing though.
Also, he didn't seem to mind in the least.
I'm really a nice person to work for. How narcissistic is that? In addition to the free cleavage shot, I made the painters home baked chocolate chip cookies yesterday. They really liked them. They sat upstairs on our deck enjoying the view while munching on their warm-from-the-oven cookies.
They really like the view from the deck. They're very happy working at our house.
The painters power washed the exterior of the house on the first day. Whatever remaining paint was on our wood trim and deck went flying off with the power wash. Two days ago, I heard them hammering. And hammering. And hammering some more. My head was ready to explode.
I went out to talk to them, because? They are painters and, most often, painters aren't hammering (especially for hours on end). I was trying to write. Hammering and writing do not go together.
In very broken English one of the painters showed me where a lot of the wood trim (and certain boards on our wood deck) had rotted. They were hammering out the bad spots. Then he asked, "You like me to fix?"
What were my choices here? They had just removed entire sections of wood trim and gauged out other "bad" areas. I wasn't about to start thumbing through the phone book for available general contractors. Of course I wanted them to fix the areas they had just ripped out.
The painter informed me this would, of course, mean they'd have to charge more.
As I turned to walk back into the house he called to me. He wanted to show me one more thing. And that is when he gave me a quick tour showing me the termite damage we have to our deck and wood trim.
Termites are common here, especially back in our canyon. Termites are damn expensive to eradicate. It costs thousands of dollars to deal with termites. One of my friends postponed treating them at her house with the mistaken notion they might go away. She ended up needing major construction work on her home as a result. Sixty thousand dollars worth of major construction due to extensive termite damage.
Ignoring termites is not an option.
I thanked him for the cheery news and went back inside to