The Worst Week

We are in the worst week of our renovation. I had major anxiety weeks ago just thinking about what our life would be like during this phase. Guess what? It’s worse than I ever could have imagined. Much worse. But… things are getting done. An end is in sight.

So, here’s the update-

• We have one working bathroom. It looks like this-

  

• We have no doors upstairs (which equals no privacy, anywhere!)
• Our washer and dryer are in the garage. Luckily our neighbors are nice enough to let us catch up on a few loads at their house
• Our clothes are hanging in our neighbors closets (again, nice neighbors. I bet they wish we would have moved!)
• Everything is covered in thick construction dust, including us
• Our painters come at 8:30 A.M. and leave at 5 P.M., I listen to them banging around all day
• We all keep stepping on carpet tacks
• We’re losing brain cells due to paint fumes
• Daisy has paint on her paws

Okay, I’m done complaining. This week is almost over, I can’t wait!