I have spent the morning trying desperately to find somewhere else besides my house to be. The contractors came today and started on the floor. At one point today you could look down and see dirt where my kitchen and den floor used to be. Just so you know, I've taken before shots, you'll get to see it when its all done. What are we doing? We are putting hardwood floors in the kitchen and den (replacing 100 year old linoleum and 5 year old carpet), putting recessed lighting in, refacing most of the kitchen cabinets, and building new cabinets for cooktop and double ovens. Moving the washer/dryer from the kitchen/garage to a hall closet. Granite counters, stainless appliances and removing a built-in desk and replacing it with built-in bookshelves. I'm so excited I could scream. I'm also so nervous I could poop my pants.
Yes, we are FINALLY getting the updated kitchen I've always dreamed about. OK, maybe not the one I've always dreamed about, but the one we can afford. I ran out of places to go, so we are locked in the back room. Whoo Hoo! Listening to pounding, hammering and some other noise that just plain makes me cringe. I'm about to go and drop off one of the children to play with a friend and I guess the other one and I will find something nice to do together.
I'm deep breathing, for serenity.