No, I’m not pregnant. I was done having kids 13 years ago and though I still get the occassional “have to snuggle a newborn” pangs, when I consider the options of either me having one or my 20 year old son having one, they quickly pass.
What I’m talking about it us aiming for putting the house up for sale in 9 months.
There’s just so much we have to do. There are projects to finish, repairs to make, contractors to hire, budgets to adjust, not to mention everyday life going on in the meantime.
Hmmm, maybe this is like having a baby?
Just a few of the things we have to do…on a very tight budget…
Finish main bathroom (not including the tub…yet)
Remove paneling from den
Repaint the den (note to self: STOP painting small rooms dark colours – yep, paneling and a dark colour – cheery? No!)
Finish the kitchen (in 2002 I started a simple kitchen redecorating project…it’s still not finished)
Fix doorbell (I’m embarrassed to tell you how long that’s been out of order…if it ever worked.)
Miscellaneous baseboard and trim replacement and painting
Replace ALL doorknobs, door handles and outlet plates
Have chimney swept
Replace fences along back and side of house (one side was done back in 2003)
Have hardwood floor repaired and refinished
Put some kind of flooring (over the “was new when we put it in 6 years ago” subfloor) in the mudroom
Repaint trim, shutters and garage door on exterior
Replace eavestroughing
Trim GIANT maple and two evergreen bushes in front of house
Fix or replace front screen door
Replace screen on sliding backdoor one
Replace sliding backdoor two
Windows replaced in two bedrooms
Okay, I’m stopping here before I throw up (reno sickness, maybe?) or at the very least lose my nerve and decide to just stay here. The truth is, all of that – and there is more, so much more – still says nothing about the amount of de-cluttering that still needs to be done.
Oh well, just like having a baby I guess, what’s done is done and there’s no going back. I lie, okay well no not lie but I mean it figuratively of course because, the truth is, we CAN go back if we get halfway there and realize, “There’s just no way we can do this.”
Can’t do that with a baby.
