Monday, June 27, 2011

Being a DIY-er isn't easy

As always, I have too many projects and not enough time. It's easy to have too many projects when your house is over 100 years old. And it's hard to have enough time when you work at 2 jobs six days a week. But I do my best.

I decided this week that I might be getting better sleep if I had a new mattress. When I did the math, I was honestly surprised to find out that my existing mattress is at least 30 years old. Good grief. Time goes by fast without you even knowing it. Anyway, I decided it's time for a new mattress. And because I've been sleeping single (if you don't count the dogs) in a queen size bed for five years, I have decided to downgrade my mattress size to a twin. This is going to come as a big shock to Molly and Sammie, who each take up more than their share of bed space. In fact, I've come to the startling realization that it's time they sleep on their own beds ON THE FLOOR. Whew. I can't believe I've said that.

Getting back to the point however: not only am I going to get a new, twin sized mattress, but I'm going to make myself a new headboard and footboard for my new wonderful mattresses (which I'm picking out next week). Today I posted a classified ad in the paper to get rid of my old queen size bed and mattresses. Sure hope I get some calls on it. I'm asking $115, but I'll give it away free if I have to. Time to move on.  I have my new headboard project (a vintage door) propped up on my front porch. Hopefully I'll get to it this weekend. Meanwhile, tonight I decided I had better step up my game plan for scraping the wallpaper off my bedroom walls and smoothing on some kind of plaster to cover up the rough and bumpy spots. Oh the joys of an old house. My plan is to spend 30 minutes a night working on them. Unfortunately, tonight I got sidetracked by my kitchen wall project and spent an hour scraping wallpaper in that room. What in the world ever possessed me to put up burgundy textured wallpaper 15 years ago? It has always looked like a pizza parlor from the 1970's. I'm getting close to removing all traces of that unfortunate decor decision.

So tonight I worked in the kitchen instead of the bedroom. But tomorrow is another day and I'm definitely going to get back to work on the bedroom project. Oh darn. I just remembered that my sister Anne is coming over tomorrow after work to help me with my out-of-control flower beds. She assures me that Round-up is the answer. I'm pretty leery because of my dogs, but they don't get out in the front yard, so maybe it will work. That's what I get for begging her to take my yard on as a project and be my garden mentor. I don't want to blow it with her.... it's the first time I've asked her for help with a yard make-over. Of course, she probably accepted because her yard is the best in town, and I'm sure my sad-looking yard is an embarrassment to her. But hey, whatever works.

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