No, I haven’t forgotten about you. The last eight days have been packed and I’m having to compartmentalize and prioritize my demands: school and the blog have been sidelined, subservient to the needs of work, family and the house. I apologize for another delayed update, and I regret that the next may be equally delayed as house demands accelerate. Just know that you are on my mind and I am eager to get back to you with updates.
We’re five days away from closing on the 15th. The preparation for move-in begins the next day on the 16th. That day is the most unpredictable right now. We did a walk through of the house yesterday and discovered that the kitchen wall treatment was done over wallpaper. So instead of sanding down the walls in the kitchen, we’ll be pulling down wallpaper before re-texturing and priming. The same goes for the upstairs bathroom. This makes things unpredictable because the job could be easier than we originally planned, or more formidable. At first blush it seems that the kitchen wallpaper will come off with relative ease; only time will tell.
We’re aiming to do a handful of things on the 16th: paint the ceilings, remove the moldings, sand down the non-uniform treatments, remove the popcorn ceilings on the second floor, re-texture the necessary walls and prep the house for painting the next week. It seems like a lot and it is; however, I think we have the right mix of manpower and equipment to get it done. It all depends on the number and magnitude of problems we run in to that day. That being said, if you were wanting to help on the 23rd and were not going to make it, feel free to join us next Saturday instead. We’d be glad to have you. We’ll be going from 9:00 AM to 9:00 PM.
We’ve been running the project with multiple workstreams and everything seems to be converging in our two bedroom apartment: while we’re packing things in boxes, more things are arriving from Amazon with supplies for the new house. It frustrates Tiffany, but I get a little giddy at all the new toys. Similar to when I repaired the standing chair for Claire, I like to take each of my new tools out of the box and admire them. I’ve stopped short of naming them because that would just be over the top. With each new box, the house starts to take shape in my mind’s eye. I’m excited.
We shared our excitement with the girls yesterday when we took them to see the house for the first time. The girls had one criterion when we were looking for a house: stairs. Success. The house qualifies. The stairs, however, were soon relegated to second tier status after they saw their room. While we walked through the house making notes, the girls would pass in and out of our field of vision, quietly whispering and making their own plans. Autumn has the habit of making grandiose plans without consulting the necessary stakeholders, so I am curious to hear what she has cooked up with Heidi.
Claire’s first visit to the house wasn’t as successful because she much preferred to sleep. She had to wake up earlier than she wanted and let us know that she didn’t appreciate it. Papa, fresh off a plane from Colorado, held her and that helped calm her disposition. All in all it was a good visit and the whole family is excited to move in.
The house preparations were punctuated with our normal routine. Claire’s horse therapy session on Friday went well: Claire continues to strengthen her core muscles and her ability to hold her chest up. Tiffany also got to ride on the horse with Claire this time. She smiled the whole time.
We haven’t seen many significant changes in Claire of recent. The steps are small – sometimes they feel nonexistent – and she continues to move forward, albeit at a labored pace. The slow progress coupled with packing the home has been a vicious combination. Claire hasn’t know any home except the apartment. Claire was brought here after she was born and it’s where she sustained her injury. The emotion of this place closes in around us as we begin taking pictures down from the wall and putting memories into boxes. It’s been trying. We never know what we might find in the back of a closet that reminds us of the lives we led just four months ago. It weighs heavy on me and Tiffany. It will be hard to leave, no matter how good the house is for us.
We thank you for your continued support and prayers. We are looking forward to seeing (and meeting) a number of you on the 23rd. Enjoy the rest of your weekend!