Wednesday, March 6, 2013

March 3

This year I wanted to take a page out of Amy Quinn's book. Chad's sister has been emailing a weekly letter to keep the family updated on their family happenings. I really enjoy reading her email every week, but it has made me realize how out of touch with everyone I have become. I started this blog a few years ago as a way to share pictures and news with family who are all very (very, very) far away. The last year or two I have got out of the habit.

As I have tried to think of exciting events each week, I have come to the conclusion that our life is fairly routine and boring. However, while it may seem mundane to me, you may still enjoy our small adventures.

One big thing we are working on is selling our house. For the past year we have been looking for a bigger house. Around the first of February I got a call from the father of Sam's friend Morgan. They live right behind us and had mentioned last summer that they would be trying to sell soon. We looked at the house last summer and let them know we wanted it, but didn't hear back. We knew they had another friend also interested, so when we did not hear back we figured it was gone. With this news we have been frantically clearing out and getting the house ready to sell. Part of that has been renting a storage unit to be able to move some things out that we don't really want to get rid of yet. Hopefully this will help with the moving process when it finally happens.

That brings us up to this last week. Chad was up in Anchorage for a couple of days at a work conference, meeting with all the other IT managers from around Alaska for the Alaska Native Cinsorsiom. How is that for a title? I am sure that he had a good time (he did get to eat a Wendy's jr bacon cheese burger after all), and sleeping on uncomfortable hotel beds. He was also able to get to the temple for a couple of nights, for which I am very jealous.

My project was a little bigger than his trip. While he was gone I tore the kitchen apart and began the process of stripping and painting the kitchen cabinets. I had attempted to paint a section of cabinets a couple of months ago, but learned that I had not prepped as well as I thought. I hadn't sanded everything, but scrubbed it good and painted. Now the paint has begun to peal off. So I had the wonderful experience of stripping the paint off and sanding everything down to begin the process again. Ignorantly, I thought I could do this step Wednesday night in a few hours between dropping Chad off at the airport and taking the kids to young women's. by 7:00 it was looking hopeless as we loaded everyone into the car to run through McDonald's for dinner before getting to the church at 7:30. The paint stripper was bismal disappointment. It did work well to reduce the paint to a gummy sticky mess, and there we had to leave it as we ran off for the night. We found later that the paint came off so much better with out the use of painter stripper. One lesson learned this time, and a process I never want to do again.

On day two, we started early trying to sand the gum off the doors. Seven hours, and many sheets of sand paper later, we set up the doors out in the shed and the girls went to work painting. While they were busy outside, I remained busy sanding and stripping paint inside. This process did indeed go much more quickly with out the use of the chemical paint stripper. By that evening we had a first coat of paint on everything, and I had some incredibly sore muscles. I took the kids out for Chinese food (which they actually wanted and ate), and let them rent a couple of movies.

Day three, Chad was due home that night. My hope of having the kitchen put back before Chad came home was vanishing. I knew the doors would not be back up for several days, but I had hoped to reclaim the kitchen table and the floor. At this point the best I could hope for was to have the last coat of paint on the cabinet boxes. The day flew by and before I know it, it was time to run back out to the airport. Thankfully it is only 9 miles away, so I pushed it up to the last minute, and then threw on some clean cloths to go out and meet Chad. The kids had a wonderful dinner of mini corn dogs and taquitos, with soda to wash it all down. (All part of the I am too busy to cook diet plan)

Now we were up to Saturday morning, and another busy day. Somehow last fall we got involved in the 4-H program, and became leaders for the baking/cooking group. This has actually been kind of fun. We are able to meet in the culinary arts room at the high school and we have divided the kids into two groups. Chad has taken the middle school/high school kids, and I have the elementary kids. Our plan for the year has been to teach cooking from scratch to show kids all the possibilities with food. Today it was macaroni and cheese, not a terribly healthy dish, but still from scratch with food that they are familiar with. Last time we did breakfast foods and they all made pancakes from scratch. The older group also did fresh hash browns and eggs. we have had a total of about 13-15 kids, and they have all been great to work with.

4-H was another great lesson, however the pileup in my kitchen hung over me, between the long hours and the crappy food, my body was not as cooperative as I would have liked. Thankfully, somewhere through the afternoon my second wind kicked it and I found the table again. By the end of the day everything was back in it place, and every room of the house had been cleaned and photographed to send of to a potential buyer. I was so ready for the Sabbath and a day of rest, if only it was a day of rest.

It has been a busy month, but the house is starting to get cleaned out, and hopefully that much closer to being sold.







1 comment:

  1. I enjoy reading about your boring lives! Keep them coming and good luck with the house sale!

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