I’m like a Squatter with a Mortgage

It’s 2 months now, July 25, that I’ve been living like this.

You know how much I like order and clean, remember my minimalist, pure-white condo?

My office looks like that, it’s the only room that’s finished. Figured I should focus on the part that pays the mortgage.

But like, Friday I worked from it… while a guy worked with a sawzal in my den.

Living like this is reeking havoc on my mind.

Squatter with Mortgage

The “To-Do” List never shrinks, and there’s a new urgency to it, the “Before the Snow Comes” List…

… I travel a lot and used up my newspaper vacation time for Targa… to go from 1 bill a month to 20 woah… next up is learning everything about hot water tanks and softeners…. if I don’t soon gravel my driveway it’s going to become “press car mud pit of despair”, and wow this home-owning thing is a steep learning curve. 

Look at the deplorable condition of my floors * But here comes another trade through, what is even the point anymore.

Finally this weekend I escaped the air mattress though, into a real bed.

And I have a ceiling again.

Had to cut the kitchen apart to insulate the attic, that was Phase 1 of winterizing-the-cottage-I-bought. Drywall dust gets into eeeeeverywhere eh.

The purple stuff: that’s the insulation! It’s spray-foam, so cool, weighs nothing, is highly effective, and helps increase the structural rigidity of a house, even.

Blog tag = house

 

 

I’m in an Ikea-Building-Party Nightmare

Remember when I bought a house-worth of furniture yesterday? Took delivery of 17 pieces at 1pm.

Was most looking forward to the bed.

2 guys kindly came to help, thought we’d have everything built by tonight.

Was that ever delusional.

It’s going to take 4 times as long as I estimated.

And was delivered the wrong slats for the bed bottom.

I took my shopping list to the store too, to order everything with a human and avoid this. And they’re not just the wrong slats wait, this type isn’t even for sale on the website.

The slats that came out of the ether.

I was so close to getting off an air mattress guys. It’s been 2 months now.

(if we’re just meeting: I bought a house, picked up the keys on July 25 and never went back to my condo downtown, been living out of a suitcase since, blog tag = house)

Ikea couldn’t have been nicer about it, almost over-compensated, so tomorrow I’ll swap the slats, plus… omg plus:

Tomorrow: 2 newspaper deadlines Friday morning, conducting an interview about auto security at 11am, then a Porsche 911 event at the Manga Golf Course tomorrow night, and it’s the last day EVER to drive my beloved Jetta because it failed the smog test so hard, and I have surgery Tuesday morning and haven’t been able to figure out how to hide that from you…

… so I’m going to sleep on the idea of putting my blog on pause for a week …. need to get this house stuff in order because the snow comes soon, which’ll be perfect blogging weather…

TTYT XO

 

 

Holy Crap There’s a Party at my House

No guys, there’s 8 people in my backyard right now, look:

Sure don’t live in the city anymore, huh. The fire brought the neighbours, they just showed up and woah, ok. I have never thrown a party. Ever.

Because guys, like, in my last place where I lived for 2.5 years, I had 5 people over. The whole time. And I could have hit my neighbour with my car, and not known who it was.

kk back to the party I’m apparently hosting.

Thursday night, best night of the week!

It always is.

 

 

Taking a Long Weekend

Need to, I have so much house stuff happening, like this.

Basically, I’m turning a 3-season house into a 4-one.

Did this to my kitchen today, and then had the ceiling cut out, so the insulation guys can access everywhere.

And I have _got_ to order furniture.

My love of minimalism is working against me, because it’s now almost a month of still living with nothing, sleeping on an air mattress, hi from my trunk.

Plus one thousand other things I won’t bore you with.  Have a big meeting Friday about an upcoming event I haven’t told you about, and a bunch of security posts I haven’t had required laser-beam focus to write, everything is still normal over at the newspaper, that’s all I know for now the end.

Have a great weekend TTY Monday.

 

 

Beast Mode All Day

Auto. Writing. Machine. Love the beast mode feeling.

And after I hit publish that’s it for work till Monday. Look at me learning to have a more balanced life.

Now look how Canadian I look.

Look so Canadian

All I want to do this weekend is manual labour, really.

I like it because it’s so opposite of what I do… scrub sweep polish, see results instantly. Because you could blog yourself into oblivion.

Measure 10 times, buy 1 time.

And I’m going to mess around with this, it’s an OBDII port reader.

And take the Chrysler 200 for a destination-less drive.

Like this.

First flowers of the new house! This week’s flowers.

Thank you K xo, and for driving so far too.

But right now, I’m going to drink beers with the boys. I’ll toast you.

Have a great weekend, TTY Monday.