high heels and drywall dust

First of all, I am sorry for any confusion I may have caused when I didn't keep my word about posting a house project a day until the baby comes.

The baby didn't come.

After relaxing all day yesterday, I had assumed that I would post something that evening, but that never happened.

Why?

Because I was too busy helping Christian with a brand new house project.

That's right.

Another one.

Here's how it all went down:

Christian got home from work and we both had some errands to run, so we headed out together.

I got a couple things that I "needed" (like nail polish) and he got a couple things he "needed" (like a drywall saw).

I spent at least 10 minutes standing in the nail polish aisle at Walmart, changing my mind about what color to buy while Christian stood somewhat patiently waiting for me, so I couldn't be mad when I decided to wait in the car while he ran into Lowes and said "I'll be back in nine minutes" but didn't come back for 26 minutes, (not that I was counting).

We got home and I got all set up on our bed to pamper myself.

I wasn't paying much attention to Christian but he was on the other side of the bed messing with the things he had picked up at Lowes.

Just about the time that I got my toe nail polish off, there was a muffled voice from below me.

"Heather? Can you bring me my battery powered drill, some pliers, those wires I just bought and a razor blade?"

Christian was down in the crawl space.

"Ummm... ok?"

A while later, I am starting to paint my nails and he's back in the house. 

"Heather? Can you let me know when the power to the TV goes out?"

"Ok?"

He starts messing with the breaker box.

 Click. Click. Click.

"It's out!"

Luckily, the overhead lights were still on, so I continued to paint my nails to the sound of a drill and a drywall saw.

"You're going to take on that project tonight?" I ask.

"Don't you want me to?"

So, here's the deal:

We are not TV in the bedroom people.

We are hardly TV watchers at all.

We were fine with just the one TV in our living room, but several months ago we got a TV from a friend and put it in our bedroom "temporarily" on top of a white table that had been in our attic.

It is sometimes fun to watch movies in bed on the weekends, so it stayed.

The problem is, every time I got up in the middle of the night to go the bathroom, I would run into that stupid table and want to scream, so I had asked Christian if we could just mount the TV.

"Well, I mean, yeah, I would like it to be mounted, but how long do you think it will take? It's already almost 9:00."

"Probably about an hour."

"Are we working on the same time table that we were when you said it would take you nine minutes in Lowes?"

He gave me "the look", so I smiled and thought about which house project to blog about...

Kitchen or bathroom?

As long as he was busy working on that, I would be able to post a project as I had said I would.

Or not.

Already, this is what our bedroom, (which minutes before had been freshly vacuumed and dusted), looked like:

"Ok, I am going to go back down to the crawl space and I need you to stick your phone in this hole and turn your video camera on with the flash and tell me when you see my drill come through the floor."

I wanted to whine and say, "Do I really have to help?" but I decided against it.

It would just be real fast, right?

Wrong.

We ran into several snags and the battery powered drill was lame.

It drilled VERY slowly and I couldn't stand on my tip toes anymore, so I put on a pair of high heels.

I laughed when I caught a glimpse of myself and my huge belly in the mirror across the room.

There I was 5 days away from my due date in an over sized sleep shirt and high heels, standing in a pile of wires and covered in drywall dust as I shined my phone down into a hole in our bedroom wall.

We finished the project well after midnight.

In Christian's defense, it was way more complicated than it should have been because the wiring was set up all wrong, (the joys of living in an old house).

He did an amazing job and that big white table is out of our room for good, (woo hoo!).

Now we have space for our laundry basket and the floor cabinet Christian picked up at a friend's garage sale for $10.

(It is exactly the same as the one in the nursery and we will use it for those first few months to store diapers and wipes while Baby J is sleeping in our room.)