Thursday, April 12, 2007

T-82 hours until I empty my bank account

9:30am Monday, April 16th, 2007. That's when the HVAC guys show up and take all my money start work on my house. It's hard to believe after all this planning and fretting, it's finally really happening.

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?

Gaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!

::gasppantwheeze::

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.

5 comments:

EGE said...

Here's what I think:
1. Did you make a bad decision? Eh, once it's made and acted upon it's not worth worrying about that anymore. Every decision I make turns out to be bad, so mostly I just throw darts at things these days, including...
2. Will the Contractor screw things up somehow? Oh, probably. If you've been working, like you say, for 30 years you must know by now that something always goes wrong. So plan on it, count on it, and then if by some miracle it doesn't, then you can call it a birthday present from the universe! Speaking of which...
3. Can you put off your birthday, just for this year? Call it leap week or something and celebrate a few days later? A girl's birthday is a sacred thing, I know, but maybe if you play your cards right you can have two...

Georgetown House said...

1. Yes, I need to stop second guessing myself. I research things to death and still do this.

2. Yes, you're right, something always gets screwed up and I need to remember that one of the highest recommendations that I got for this contractor is that he knew how to manage the unexpected, and that especially with an old house, he knew to expect the unexpected.

3. LOL well theres something to be said about having multiple birthdays, particularly since I'm fairly certain that the amount of time that you're allowed to devote to celebrating your birthday increases exponentially with the amount of delay or interference on your actual birthday.

Rachel said...

Wow, a birthday right in the middle of a stressful remodel! What a wonderful opportunity to gift to yourself whatever you might need that day to survive: a professional massage, someone else to watch the workmen, a really nice dinner out, a new tattoo of your HVAC blueprints on your back. ;) Seriously though, if you are anything like me, you don't give yourself enough opportunities to be "selfish" and make plans to take good care of yourself. Do it, you will need it, and that need is important. :)

Caro said...

This totally cracked me up. The part about your birthday I mean. Usually mine's low key and this year I had my boss yell at me (he never yells) and I spent all day being secretly weepy.

Now I thought one would take themselves out to the spa or something (construction is tough on the skin!) instead you're going to get a tattoo! That's AWESOME.

Georgetown House said...

I love how while the idea of a twenty-something getting a tattoo is just everyday, the idea of a middle-aged frumpy grandmother getting one is cool. ::grin:: I need to call and make an appointment to go over the design (Yes, I was serious!). I'm hoping the tat artist that I used for the one tatto I have already (b'day present for myself two years ago) can come up with a great design - a melding of different quilt pattern symbols in a cascade over my heart, in honor of my Granny and of the generations of Appalachian women, from my mother back to my great-great-granny or further, who were quilters.