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Home improvement continues

We can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Our month-long project to remodel our master bedroom and lay new floors in the sleeping portion of our house is nearing completion.

I spent just about all day Saturday completing the quarter-round in the three non-master bedrooms. I am so appreciative of my friend Birdie who loaned me his power-mitre-table saw. I can’t imagine doing all that cutting and trying to get it to match using one of those little yellow plastic mitre boxes. The good, and somewhat surprising, news is that at no time did I come close to sawing off one of my fingers. That’s always a concern when I’m around power saws.

I came up about an hour short Saturday afternoon, but I had to break to get ready for dinner. Writer Princess’s birthday is this week and we had her birthday dinner Saturday evening. WP has always had “birthday envy” of her brother who has a June birthday. She has always wanted a summer birthday because it would have opened up more celebration opportunities (ie: pool parties, picnics, cook outs, etc.) That envy was reflected in her choice of menu.

  • Barbecued ribs
  • Coleslaw
  • Potato salad
  • Baked beans
  • Fried zucchini (appetizer)
  • Blackberry cobbler

She must think it’s the Fourth of July.

We had a great evening. It was just family, which included, of course, Son-in-law and Poolboy’s serious GF.

On Sunday, I spent about an hour finishing off the last of the quarter-round and then Mrs. P and I took off shopping for a bed spread and some sort of window treatment for our bedroom. We lucked out on both. We found a comforter at a big box store that isn’t perfect, but is pretty good and very inexpensive. It will cover the bed at a low enough cost until we find the “perfect” fit.

Mrs. P and I kept going back and forth on window treatments. We ended up wit faux-wood “slat” venetian blinds. We installed them when we got home. The room looks completely different and great. I’ll post a picture when we get the pictures back on the wall.

A weekend on my hands and knees

Life has been busy at Casa Poolman. Our house is still in total disarray, but there is a light at the end of the tunnel. We actually slept in our own bed last night, for the first time in about three weeks. First, let’s back up a little.

Our Baptism demonstration did not come off last week in my CCD class. Our family with a newborn baby has agreed to allow his Baptism to be the subject of the program. They will bring the baby, god-parents, etc to the Wednesday night CCD session on January 27. They couldn’t get it together in time for last Wednesday’s class, which is understandable.

Apparently, this project is becoming quite the event. Apparently both our priests greeted the idea with a profound, “Huh!”, but they eventually went along with the idea. I imagine all my fellow teachers will bring their classes to the church that night. Hey, it means the pressure is off them to teach a class that night. Meanwhile, the young child will have roughly 120 honorary god-parents. I told the dad, “Think of all the future baby sitters!”

Since he was already scheduled to be available for the Baptism that didn’t come off, Father M stopped by our class and answered some questions for the kids. He did a good job with some of the questions the students have asked me, but I had postponed until we had one of the priests visit, like…

  • What’s the deal with original sin?
  • What happens to a baby who dies without being baptized?
  • Why don’t priests get married?

I’m looking forward to the “big event” on the 27th. Should be interesting.

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Work on our house continues. We had a three-day weekend and Mrs. Poolman and I used every minute of it, or at least it felt like it.

Earlier in the week, Mrs. P and daughter, Writer Princess, went to that large home improvement store and bought ten, 16-foot lengths of quarter-round. From what they say, it was quite an adventure to get home with about half the length sticking out the back of Mrs P’s Honda CRV, and Writer Princess laying across the inside end of the pile to keep it all from dropping out onto the roadway.  By Sunday morning, it was stained and finished and ready to be installed. A few hours work, right?  No such luck. A professional crew might have handled it that quickly, but as I have confessed in the past,  professional home improvement workers and I have very little in common. I spent all day Sunday and Monday on my hands and knees (I am so fortunate to still have some old knee pads from volleyball days.) measuring, cutting (measuring again, cutting again) and installing quarter-round. When I ran out of steam Monday evening, I was out of material and about half done.

I did get the bedroom completed, so Mrs. P and I were able to get our bed set up and some of our furniture back in.

The family room still has boxes and bedroom-type furniture stacked to the ceiling, but things are slowly starting to return to normal.

Maybe one more Saturday, and I’ll have the job complete.

A mess of a week

My life has been in disarray this week due to the installation of new floors in the bedroom section of our house. Mrs. P and I have been sleeping on the family room couches because all our beds are disassembled and stashed in the living room or the main bathroom (Really!).

All that is a long way of saying that I haven’t had the opportunity to post much this week. The IT guys at work frown on my doing it there, and my home computer has spent most of the week broken-down and sitting on the fireplace hearth in the family room.

I have enjoyed watching the whole University of Tennessee – Lane Kiffin fiasco. What a piece of work!  Charles Barkley was quoted with a great explanation for Lane’s inexplicable rise to head one of the nation’s premier college football programs.

“Lane Kiffin has got to have pictures of somebody having sex with a monkey.”

Thank you, Sir Charles!

No rest for the weary

Busy, busy weekend.

Saturday was a race from the time we rolled out until the evening.

–A memorial service for one of our faculty to died in an accident a week ago.

–Rush home to meet the flooring-guy who was coming by to give us an estimate on installing our laminate flooring in the bedrooms.

–Much-needed haircut. Marie, my favorite Hungarian hair stylist, went “home” for a couple of weeks over the holidays and just got back to work. Been lookin’ a bit shaggy.

–Back home to pick up Mrs. Poolman and head over to friend-with-pickup truck to borrow truck. Friend offers to come and help, so Mrs. P stayed to visit with friend’s wife (also Mrs. P’s good friend). We drove to large home improvement store to pick up 1000 sq ft of flooring along with underlayment and transition strips. Deliver flooring to our house and then back to friend’s to exchange him and truck for Mrs. P and my car.

–Quickly change clothes for about the third time today, back into suit and tie and head to church for 530 mass. This was my first assignment back on the schedule as a lector. I did it for several years in the 90s, but dropped out when I was working out of town for a year. I guess I didn’t screw it up too badly, because two nuns came up to me afterwards to extend compliments.

Mrs. Poolman and I were going to go out someplace casual for dinner, but after that day, once we got home, we didn’t want to leave again. Steaks on the grill. Tough life.

It turns out the flooring guy said he and his helper could handle all the installation in a single day. That really screwed up our plans, because we figured it would take at least two or three days. We thought we would be able to shuttle furniture from one room to another between the sessions. Instead, we need to have all four bedrooms mostly clear of furniture and clutter on Wednesday morning. So Sunday was spent finishing the painting in our bedroom and doing a massive clean and move-out of the other bedrooms.

This has been a lot of work, and we aren’t even doing floor installation work. We’ll get back to  normal…eventually.

Life is full

It has been a cold week here on the Georgia coast, maybe not by Minnesota standards, but certainly by ours. Ugh!

It has also been a busy week to be back to work. One of our scientists died in a home accident late last week, and that has taken up a lot of time and attention.  That,  and all the beginning of the year issues, has made it a weird week.

We had what seemed like our first CCD class in months last night. We had a good turn out and the “little darlin’s” were fairly attentive and engaged. We covered the sacrament of Baptism, and next week one of our priests is going to conduct a mock-baptism and explain the steps and symbols for our class and probably one or two others. That plan prompted an interesting development.

When I first walked in the building, I saw a mother in the office, apparently registering her kids for classes. She also had a newborn baby in a carrier. At the end of class, I saw her again in the hallway and we started talking.  I asked her if the baby had been baptized yet, and she said that it was scheduled for the 31st. Half-jokingly, I asked her if she would like to have the baby baptized next Wednesday night during our baptism program. Surprisingly, she didn’t think it was such a bad idea. I pointed out that the lad would certainly have a lot of god-parents. When we parted, she seemed like she was willing to go along with it. We exchanged contact information. We’ll see if she still thinks it’s a good idea after she’s had the chance to think about it. If she and her family go along with it, it would be a gas.

I stopped by the home-improvement store earlier this week and ordered the laminate flooring for our bedrooms. Mrs. Poolman has set up an appointment with an installer who comes recommended by several of her co-workers.

I installed the flooring in the rest of the house several years ago. After that summer-long project, I told Mrs. P early-on that whenever we finished off the bedrooms, we would have a professional come in and do the work. I am lacking the skills, the proper tools and the patience to tackle that again, especially with all the measuring and cutting involved in doing multiple rooms with closets, doorways, etc.

So we are looking at an action-packed Saturday, with a memorial service, the job to pick up the flooring and the “estimate appointment” with the flooring installer. However, the pressure is now on to finish the painting in our bedroom. For two people who don’t have much of a life, we sure seem to be busy.