I'm still nervous about it. Did we make a bad decision, going with the heat pumps? Will the contractors screw things up somehow? Will I find myself during the worst of next winter's first real cold snap wondering why I spent all that money?
Actually at this particular moment I'm just cranky because it's just dawned on me that on my birthday -- my one absolutely sacred day for the past almost 30 years of my working life to do no work whatsoever and to keep my lazy ass in bed for as late as I can and focus completely on pampering myself -- my house is going to be invaded by contractors early in the morning (and on a day like that, anything before 11am is "early"), unless they happen to finish several days sooner than their two week estimate. And I'm going to feel obligated to stay at home and keep an eye on them. Well, maybe I'll just take myself out to a nice breakfast somewhere and make an appointment to go get another tattoo or something instead. I just hope they won't be putting ductwork in the bathroom or bedroom when it's time for me to get gussied up to go out to dinner.
I'm genuinely nervous but still I'm excited. As a blogging friend once wrote, "nothing says progress like a significant outlay of cash." Once this is done and we have no money to do anything else significant for a long while, I can start focusing on some things that need my attention, such as organizing, getting some salvaged furniture and trim stripped and/or repainted and put in place, making some small decorating progress in some of the other rooms.
Yeah, I'm excited.