"Sometimes when I see the word hospice on the screen I pronounce it ho-spice in my head."

We moved into our house this month 3 years ago.  We had a fridge, a stove, 1 working bathroom and the walls and carpet.  We got our kitchen cabinets and sink julyish, and before I that I washed all our dishes in the one bathroom.

People did not come over for dinner.  

Our house is still very much a work in progress, and sometimes I look around and think FUCK, will we ever get anything done?!  Forgetting that we have accomplished quite a bit.  Yes we have wall to wall office carpeting and I have to vacuum my kitchen, but someday I'll have gorgeous cork flooring, a granite counter top and an island.  And maybe carpet that doesn't wear holes into my feet, that shit hurts yo.  Built in shelves will be a plenty and I'll have a master closet to die for.  But until then I need to appreciate what we have done.  (It's so cute how I write "we".  Like I've contributed at all.) Besides a kitchen sink, and cabinets (and dishwasher, *swoon*) I have a sink and toilet in the master bath, the damn shower continues to elude me though.  When he has the time we don't have the money, when we have the money he doesn't have the time.  Such as it is.  We have shelving on the back wall and over the closet rod in my closet, And we now have the laundry area almost completed.  J wants doors over the washer and dryer, but I'm pretty indifferent about that.  

When they were building the house we had 2 points of contention.  (Oh wait, 3, but with one I was unknowingly thrown under the bus for so I had no clue it was an issue until AFTER it was fantastically completed.  Then they told me and I was like why didn't you just do it the easier way?  And J said because THIS is what YOU wanted and I was like hell to the fucking o?!  THIS is what WE agreed on and I don't have ONE FUCKING CLUE how this shit works so if it was hard you  HAVE TO TELL ME so I can choose differently.  Ass.  Turns out it was totally worth it though, it was the design of the tile in the front bathroom which everyone loves so, rub some dirt on it, you did good.) Anyway, the issues I was aware of were the lack of a door at the top of our stairs, and the laundry room.  I gave up on the door, because they were correct in their reasoning on why they couldn't do it, and made it so it wasn't such a loss.  But the laundry room...  They told me over and over it couldn't be done, they couldn't work it into the floor plan, that because there's no load baring walls it would make too much movement, cracking grout between tiles and I don't know, bringing the house down.  I smiled and said figure it out.  I was NOT going to haul all my laundry down into the garage with I assumed a baby and a toddler roaming about and a plethora of laundry overcoming the place.  I had one apartment with a washer and dryer in the hallway, and it was a magical part of my life.  Of laundry completed in a timely manner, and with ease.  This is my forever home and I wouldn't settle for anything less.  Figure.  It.  Out.  And after many rounds they did.  No grout is cracked, the house is still standing, and I adore it.  I just listen for the washer to stop, and I mosey on back and change things over without much interruption at all.  When we moved in we had a tiny stacking washer and dryer, our first or second Christmas here we bought very nice side by sides on a credit card with no interest for X amount of time.  It made things very tight, but I'm really happy with them.  Our Christmas present from my MiL was the pedestals, also very awesome.  

Before we had these little cubes storage things with childproof locks on them to store our laundry stuff, deadly chemicals and not much else.  A few months ago we went to Ikea and bought cupboards to go on the wall and above the washer and dryer.  

G at Ikea.  She dug all the kid sized stuff.  And her uncle bought her a stuffed rabbit she named Ice Cream.  Odd child.  

The ones on the wall are abnormally tall because HELLO?  Yes I will take more storage!!  What the hell do I care it's taller than usual?!  I need space to jam stuff!!  Then J was going to put a counter top on them that his dad got from a storage unit he'd cleaned out for his brother.  We fell in love with this granite, and it will most likely be our kitchen counter tops too, right now we have some laminate thing the rolled out on wood.  Whatevs.  

So J installed the cabinets like the week after we bought them, but hadn't done the doors and it had been a month or so.  I wasn't too upset because I was just so happy to have a place to put shit it didn't matter that they were covered.  Apparently it bothered him though.  

We came home from being gone a week and J asks me to check how much time is on the washer.  I'm like, double you tee eff mate, our washer doesn't have a timer.  It just stops when it's good and ready.  Duh.  A few minutes later, as I'm trying to unpack and organize piles and blah blah he tries to get me to go back there again for something else, and I'm like I'm busy yo!  But he finally convinces me and I go back there to find this.  

Isn't it gorgeous?!  I love it.  

My sweet husband.  He did such a beautiful job.  We left him home so he could acclimate to his new shift without worrying about falling asleep on us and he's busy making shit gorgeous for me, and spent not a few days at my mom's house dealing with her dead and leaking all to hell water heater.  So much for relaxing.  

I love how it looks, but here's the problem; now I'm all itching for my kitchen and shower, I can just imagine how beautiful they will be!  ARGH!

And as promised, my roof:  I just realized the way I worded it in my last post it sounds like my roof is magically floating, it's not.  I'm pretty sure.  What I meant was there is no internal load baring walls.  We could have one huge open room if we so wished.  Same with the garage below us, it could all just be open I believe.  I assume the outer walls are load baring.  And then there's these special beams they bought that does the rest.  

Look at that nonsense and picture my husband and his dad with zero sense of self preservation swinging around building that shit and you'll see why I was GONE when they were doing that part.  Stressed me out.  Pretty amazing that this was built by 2 guys from the dirt up all by themselves huh?  Garage doors aren't in the budget yet.  I want my shower first.  That first one is a handmade prototype.  *shrug*  It does the job.

*My quote is from Shelia on Shameless who is played brilliantly by Joa.n Cu.sak.  You should watch this show.