This is Harder Than I Thought

I'm at the three week mark since my D&C, and the wait is killing me. But it's not just the wait to try again. I mean, it is that, but I'm also waiting to ovulate for the first time, I'm waiting for AF to show for the first time, I'm waiting for the day when I can go get all the blood work done to hopefully give us some answers, and I'm waiting to go back on the pill so I can have the magical number of AF's before we can try again. It seems like all I'm doing is waiting! And I'm tired!!!

I've tried to keep myself busy so I'm not always thinking about everything I'm waiting for. I don't have a "real" job. I'm a housewife. All I do is cook, clean, do the laundry, and run errands that we need done. For eight years I taught elementary school back in Texas. My life had purpose and meaning back then. But then J got transferred to Baton Rouge. We naively thought we would become parents pretty quickly after moving, so I never found a job because I was going to be a stay-at-home mom. Boy were we wrong! Thirteen cycles, two miscarriages, a buttload of tests, and a year and a half later, we have no children, and I have no job and no purpose in life. So to help the day go by just a little but faster I've taken on the task of repainting our guest bathroom. Actually I'm correcting a bunch of HUGE mistakes that the professional painters made before we moved in, but that's a whole other story!

Painting...not one of my favorite things to do in life, but it can definitely make you feel good once you're finished and can look at your masterpiece with pride and excitement for a job well done. I sanded down the errors made by the incompetent "professionals". I primed the walls and even the baseboards. I took all the cabinet doors off. I removed the knobs and hinges from the doors. Much to J's surprise I took the toilet tank off (something the pros didn't do) so I could reach an area that isn't seen much, but if I was going to do this I was going to do it right! I taped the baseboards, and then it was time for the color. I chose a beautiful moss color. I was so proud of myself, and I had really done anything yet!

So the painting began, and all seemed to be going just fine until I got to the point where I couldn't reach some crevices because I was too short, even on a ladder. J came home and saved the day! He got into those tight places, and the room was beginning to take shape. I removed the tape while the green was still wet even though J thought I should wait a little while longer. The next day I went in to look at our beautiful green room, and I was so pleased!

Next it was time for the baseboards. I taped up the walls and off I went. It took me nearly a whole day just to get two coats on the cabinets and baseboards, but I finally finished right before J came home from work. I jumped in the shower to rid myself of all the day's paint, got in the kitchen and started making dinner, and after a pretty simple meal, I sat down for the evening to watch a little television.

The following day I went in the bathroom to look for any spots that needed a little touch up only to find that I had forgotten to take the tape off the walls. No biggie, right? WRONG! When I started taking the tape off I started removing the paint from the baseboards along with it. I was petrified! The paint that had gotten on the tape had dried along with the paint on the basbords and now it was stuck!

Two hours and several "not nice" words later I had finally managed to get the tape off, but not without messing up my paint job. I was not about to retape everything and start over so decided to use a tiny water color brush to fix the wounds on the baseboards. It didn't look great, but it was good enough for an ameteur. It still looked better than the professional's job.

I took a few days off after that because my arthritis was flaring up from all the painting, but yesterday I got back to work. I took the cabinet doors outside to paint them. (We have a cat, and it doesn't matter where you put something, if it's got wet paint on it, she's going to find it!) It was a beautiful day so I was glad to be out in it. I left them out to dry, and right before bed we brought them inside and placed them on the floor of our spare bedroom so we could shut the door and keep our curious cat from stomping all over my hard work.

I took them back out today for one final coat, and then it will be time to hang those puppies up! I bought new hinges and knobs to replace the old ones covered in lilac paint. I'm not quite ready to put the bathroom back together just yet. I still have the doors and one door frame to paint, but this painting thing is a lot harder than I thought it would be! I can't wait for the day when I can walk in that bathroom and look at it with a smile instead of frowning about the fact that we paid professionals way too much for the crappy job they did. (Yet another thing I'm waiting on! *sigh*)