girl at large

I like to write about life when you have a job, some kids, a fixer upper and a fatal disease.

Category: domestic bliss

  • Paul made the trek up to Door County yesterday to start the process of getting the trailer ready for the season. We had thought that the Tin Can Cottage would be our big renovation project for the year! Turns out, it may be our refuge from renovation chaos instead. Once we get some work done…

  • Despite good intentions of a fresh start, yesterday was crap too! We can’t drop a 220 line for the dryer without putting in a sub panel so we need to get a gas dryer instead. Paul put up the clothesline directly across the walkway at the basement stairs. Running downstairs for a tool or another…

  • Me: “You aren’t listening to me!” Paulie: “There’s so much to listen to!” Thank goodness we can laugh at each other. Moving has been stressful, buying has been stressful, and now we have a mountain of renovation work to do. Time to resurrect our division of labor technique. I’m the Design Department, Paulie is Structural…

  • A few tips for that week between when you packed up all your belongings and the day you actually move: Un-used diapers make handy pot holders. Coffee can be filtered with paper towel. One lightbulb can be moved from fixture to fixture. If the pizzas are ordered from a different place each time, that means…

  • I’m sitting in a folding camp chair in my empty dining room. Eight years ago, I was doing the same thing. In Portland, in a tiny one bedroom apartment that had once been a Stumptown brothel. Now, it’s MY dining room. As in MY mortgage. And it’s in Milwaukee. Ok, Shorewood if you want to…

  • Little “Chee Chee”, as everyone (except myself) calls her, is five months old now. Though she’s been doing it for two weeks, I still am shocked every time I see her sitting up. It’s a different baby there, surrounded by pillows, looking at me horizontally. Sitting up, she looks even more like Paulie. I think…

  • Less than a week now until we close on Kenmore Place. Every piece of paper has been signed, every document copied, all our accounts verified. The numbers are frightening—does anyone really look at the final number they will pay for a house after 30 years? Even at 3.875%? And that doesn’t even touch the cost…

  •   Three weeks to go until we close on the house on Kenmore Place. We went through for the third time today, to take key measurements and see for ourselves with clear minds what we have committed ourselves to. It needs work. Lots of work. Lots more work than I recalled. After inspecting crawl spaces…

  • Man, one head of cabbage makes a lot of slaw! Paul will have cole slaw in his lunch for at least a week. Just don’t tell him it is boob cabbage. Posted with Blogsy

  • The call came in. The counter offer is a good one, well within our budget. Paul asks me, “What do you think? Do you want it?” I reply, with what I think is a romantic meaningful look, happy tears in my eyes: “It’s not what I thought I wanted, but then again, neither were you.”…