We started remodeling/finishing our basement a million years ago. Okay, a million years might be exaggerating a bit, but only a bit. A very little bit. See, here is a before construction and an after construction pic of me--just to prove how long it took.
See, it took a long time.
Okay, we really started working on it in early March. It is now July. July! That means,I've been living in chaos for almost six months. Okay it's five, but it feels like at least six. Or a million years.
How come it's taken us so long? I don't know. Workers demolished the McDonald's down the street (seriously all that was left was a hole in the ground), then they rebuilt it, opened it, and served 10,000 burgers and fries in less time than it took me to do three lousy rooms. BUT, the end is in sight.
The carpet is in. We spent the whole day yesterday laying tile, It's almost done. All we have left is one more day of tiling, two days of painting, and little odds and ends like baseboards, shower heads, and doors. I might cry. Really. I think there are tears on my keyboard right now.
Here is a list of things I won't miss about living with construction:
1: Drywall dust.
2: Plastic cover sheets spread over furniture and flooring.
3: The toilet sitting in the backyard waiting to be reinstalled. Really, you get some strange looks from the neighbors. I've lived in constant fear that one of the kids would use it while it's sitting on the deck. This is the stuff of nightmares. Shudder.
4: Having to crawl over saws and piles of tools to get to the laundry.
5: Going to Lowe's and Home Depot more than the grocery store, or any other store.
6: Parking in the driveway because the garage is full of construction equipment.
7: Bruises, scrapes, cuts, and various boo boos from hammers and saws. Um yeah. Ow.
8: Drywall dust. I know I mentioned this before, but there's a lot of it. And it won't die. Ever. Here's a pic of my hubby trying to find the laundry in the drywall dust. This is an actual photo. Really.
9: Waiting for the drywaller. For two months.
10: Not having doors on things like bathrooms. I really love doors.
I could go on, but you get the idea. There are a few things I will miss like spending time with my dad. And .... well, that's it really. Hanging with my dad. See silver lining.