We’re remodeling our kitchen. Everyone keeps saying the same thing when they see my exhausted face: “Think how nice it’ll be when it’s done.” They mean the kitchen. New cabinets, new countertops, new everything. The same room with a changed face.
I mean something different. I mean the end of the purge.
It’s been a pretty challenging couple of weeks. Saturday before last, I returned home from a work trip to Columbus to celebrate my birthday with the family. We went out to Founding Farmers in King of Prussia with my mom and Nana, and it was generally a good time. They gifted me a bidet. That’s a whole thing, and a story for another time.
On the Sunday after, we found out that the hot water heater was leaking. Thankfully, the heater itself was still under warranty, but the basement carpet was soaked, and tons of random things on the basement floor were steeping in soggy carpet. We spent a good bit of Sunday and Monday moving things to the dry half of the basement and sucking up the water with our now-copious wetvacs.