You may be spring cleaning, but here at the Dalai house, we are spring fixing. I woke up one morning and realized my children are animals and have ruined my house.
So, I started with the thread bare pillows that have been used as weapons of mass destruction and inpenetrable fort walls. Can you tell which pillow is the new one?
While I was picking up the new pillows today, I remembered these beauties…
Our stair runner is only 5 years old and completely destroyed by the tsunami children.
So, I went ahead and picked up a carpet sample…if sea grass can survive the ocean, surely it can weather a few homo erectus destroyus?
The electrician is coming tomorrow to fix our chandelier, dislocated by the weight of “guys”, dump trucks, and sometimes kids hanging from it. He is also fixing the outdoor lights broken by flying baseballs.
I had a painter give me an estimate to touch up the basement. He said it wouldn’t be a touch up…
It’s a goal when the hockey puck hits these cabinets (or does the puck have to make a mark to count?)
Yes, I think the rule is “no mark, no point”
I remember when these were pristine, just 5 years ago. Then we let the wild animals back in the house. And now I know why empty nesters still have their 20 year old matted carpet: because at some point you don’t notice things anymore and if you do, you don’t give a damn. It will just be ruined anyway…
Oh my gosh! This post is scary, yet really entertaining!! 🙂 Your poor house!!!
Also, below, the bag in the juicer idea… HOW BRILLIANT ARE YOU?! Oh my gosh, that’s the reason that I don’t juice often!!! I’m so glad I came to visit your blog!!
My poor house, indeed…we like to call it “patina”.
Glad you like the juicer tip! Although there still is the rest to clean up….uggg….
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