Holding Pattern

Life right now is basically a holding pattern.

So:

yes, we are home. Yes we had Christmas. Yes, we have a working bathroom. (thank you Robert and Lawanna.) Yes the kids are cute. Yes pictures have been taken.

No, home is not fit for habitation. No, there is not Christmas blog post. No there is no further bathroom post. No, there are no pictures posted yet.

All of that will happen when I have time. And I will have time when all of that happens.

The Z-monster is glad to be home. He hasn't asked when he's starting school up again, which is good, because I'm still looking for a new preschool for him. (Slow going during winter holiday, you know).

Didi has really gotten into the concept of full sentences. She still whispers, but she's talking. She is also really getting into the potty training thing, and is doing pretty well.

Little Wonder is getting TALL, (well, compared to where she has been). She is also doing pretty well on the potty training, some days better than Didi.

That's all for now.

The Joys of DIY

Well, this weekend, Svwn took on the monumental task of redo-ing our dilapidated bathroom floor with the help of our wonderful brother-in-law Robert. So far so good. (I say that here, because . . . well, you'll see).

Friday night after work, they tore up the bathroom floor. (This is the part where it stops being quite so good). Under the linoleum they discovered that the subfloor was all different thicknesses, and therefore different heights. Yikes- but still workable. Under the floor boards, they discovered that the sewer main was cracked, and leaking. And the toilet was improperly installed, and leaking. And the sink was improperly installed, and leaking. Not only this, but one of the joists was sawed 3/4 of the way through to run wiring for the chandelier in the breakfast nook. At this point, they girded their loins like the gallant heroes of old and pressed forward (since they were WELL past the point of no return).

By Saturday afternoon, they were getting ready to put the new sub-floor down when Robert got thirsty and headed down to the kitchen for a drink. (This is the part where it goes from bad, to worse). Arriving in the kitchen, he saw water pouring off the end of the above mentioned chandelier. Ohhhh joy. So, back up the stairs he trudged (actually, I imagine it was something quicker, more of a break- neck sprint) to find the problem. Lo and behold, the water main in the bathroom is now leaking. YUP.

At this point our brave heroes called the retreat, and are currently calling in the reinforcements. (A friend of ours, Kenny, came out to try and help Sven patch it, unsuccessfully).

So Sven is staying at a friends house, as our house has no water and no toilet.