OK, so I am presently working on three jobs. Well, actually I am sitting in my pajamas at the kitchen table, but you get what I mean. I have three jobs in progress right now.
I have the big sunporch job - very cool.
I have the world's smallest tiled shower stall - cramped, but still cool.
I have the landscaping-keep-the-hill-from-falling-down job - promises to be cool, but could be just cold and miserable.
So the windows came in on the big job, and I'm a little nervous about putting them in, but tonight I talked with a friend of mine who is a carpenter with much more experience than me and he has agreed to come help. His knowledge alone is worth all that I will pay him.
The tiled bathroom has to come first, though. I have it partway done and I need to get it finished so I can go do the windows without interruption. The landscaping job can wait. The kicker is I really want to have the tile and sunporch jobs done by the end of the month. After all, how much landscaping does a girl really want to do in Maine in December? Not a lot, I can assure you.
My issue is my own lack of organization when it comes to paperwork. That and my menopausal memory is at the whim and mercy of my hormones, which seem to be doing funky-ass things this week. Night sweats three nights out of five this week. Some the week before as well. I forget nouns. Easy nouns. Like sandwich. Or people I know. yeah. frustrating as hell. So I've got paperwork strewn from one end of the house to the other in no particular order, with sketches and phone numbers and ideas and grocery lists and all kinds of crap mixed in.
And the sad truth is that tomorrow, I have to organize it. We need to clean in advance of Thanksgiving anyway, so tomorrow we're going to bite the bullet and clean the kitchen and dining rooms. Maybe I'll take pictures, it depends on my mood. We've made a pact. We can have football on in the other room so we can listen, but our work will be out here. I have a sinking feeling that this is going to involve large trash barrels and lots and lots of file folders. Bleah.
No great topics tonight. Perhaps after cleaning tomorrow I will be inspired.