Nearly to the finish line

We're nearly to the finishes on the house. Next week the painter will begin and then probably the next week the floor coverings and then we can move in. I couldn't sleep last night so I started arranging furniture in my imagination. I am especially excited to put together my craft room there. That's usually the first room I do when I move anywhere.

We had fun yesterday peeling more wallpaper backing off the kitchen walls. It was great to work together on our dream.

I got a book from the library I'm hoping will be helpful. It's about the 150 best non-stressful jobs.

How about a couple of cards I made?

Happy Valentine's Day

I made Dave a Valentine but I haven't given it to him yet so I'm not going to post it. However, I made a card for my brother RO's birthday, and I'll put it up. It will probably get there late.

I still haven't mailed the Valentines to the grandkids yet. For sure, they will be late.

We went out to the new house this morning. The walls upstairs are done, and the ceilings are all textured very nicely. Downstairs walls are done and the texturing of the ceilings was about to begin. We have to decided pretty soon if I am going to do the painting.

Making cards is fun to do, fun to do, fun to do...

Yesterday I conducted two sessions of card-making classes as an Enrichment activity for Relief Society. We only had three people at the one in the morning, but we still had a good time. We had several more ladies at the evening class, and they all did a great job. It is so fun to see people who say they don't know how to be creative jump in and make an original card. They are so pleased with themselves when they see the pretty things they have made.

Bethany was there in the evening, and she looked so pretty. She claims to struggle with crafting, but we all know better, don't we? Remember the pop-up cards she used to design when she was a little girl? And the miniature kitchen she made me once? She can do anything from crafts to fine art. That's my girl.

I wish I had taken pictures of all the ladies creating. You know what seemed to be the hardest for most of them? Deciding what paper to use!

I got Valentines made for the grandkids. Parent of grandkids, please note: I am so slow lately. The Valentines are all going to be late except for the ones I don't have to mail.

Love you all. Hey, tomorrow is Friday the 13th. Maybe it will be our lucky day.

It's appealing...

So we went out last night to peel off the paper on on the walls that was left after peeling off the wallpaper. You know, that stuff that doesn't want to come off? We needed to get it off, especially around where the mud guy needs to tape around the new ceiling in the kitchen.

We drove out there, dressed in grubbies and armed with tools and a trash bag. It wasn't until I actually flipped the switch and no lights came on that we remembered the workers had taken down all the light fixtures to put up the new ceilings. Ginko biloba, anyone?

Sigh. We went back this morning and got the job done.

Dry walls get drywall

We moved a bunch of our storage stuff from our storage unit to the machine shed at our new house. Some of the stuff I have no idea why I am saving. What a bunch of junk we have been paying to store. At least we can store the junk for free now. When it is warmer (it only got up to 12 degrees today) I plan to go through the junk and get rid of a bunch of it. (That's my story and I'm sticking to it.)

Our new house is getting drywall last week and this week, now that the place has dried out. It looks a lot nicer with ceilings instead of insulation up top. We met with a painter to get an estimate this morning. I think I have decided on all the colors I want. I mean I think we have decided on all the colors we want. The kitchen was the hardest but I think we're going with pale pineapple and light lilac. We both liked it and so did the paint store lady.

Another example of how nice people are here in Nebraska--a farmer drove by and noticed all the construction guys' vehicles parked at our new house. He stopped in and asked them if they would like more room to park. They figured it would be nice, and the farmer snowplowed two parking areas for them. The snow removal also made it possible for us to get to the machine shed to put the storage in. We don't even know who the farmer is. He's probably someone who considers himself a neighbor. We had a number of people introduce themselves at the auction the day we bought the house. They would say, "Hi, I'm your neighbor. I just live down the road a couple of miles." One guy lived down the road 10 miles. The people here are good neighbors, even if they are not close neighbors.