Saturday was a dreary and drippy day, the perfect sort of weather for napping...or perfect for sending your kids away then boxing up 25% of your belongings and dragging them to the basement. We opted for the latter because I think deep down we may harbor some self-loathing, and (the more obvious reason) because we both work full time and we really had zero choice. Napping weather or not, this was our opportunity to completely ready the house for the next phase of what I have begun thinking of as our 'seemed smarter on paper' home renovation project.
Our children were delivered to their grandparents' house for lunch and naps and we dove in to the dust and clutter around 1:00 PM. We began in what is officially labeled our '4th bedroom' but in practice, has always acted as a glorified laundry room/junk depository.
This is how it looks on a good day.
I was in full on purge-mode and had to pump the breaks when I almost tossed a bag of NICU memorabilia from #3 (that's the price you pay for arriving last, little man). We waded through giant bags of breast pump paraphernalia, plastic containers intended for homemade baby food (very gently used), countless burp clothes, at least 4 old iPhones, enough expired sunscreen to allow someone to walk across the surface of the sun without injury, and even a box of leftover wedding favors (anybody need about 300 golf pencils??) I wasn't all cold-hearted though, I did have one of those MOMents when I came across a newborn size diaper and marbled that there had been moments in all of our boys lives when that tiny diaper had been considered too large for their tiny wrinkled tuckus'.
Eventually, the cabinets in the utility room were bear and it was time for them to relocate to their new home in our dingy unfinished basement. Things went smoothly with the help of a borrowed dolly until we miscalculated the space available to allow for an adequate turning radius at the bottom of the steps for the largest cabinet.
This is the last photo we have of our beloved cabinet. It served us well, but met an unfortunate demise whereby it was brutally demismembered and discarded. It will be missed.
Once the cabinets were clear out, relocated, and re-stocked, we moved our efforts to the kitchen. In my mind, the kitchen would be total cake. The basis of our entire project is riding on the notion that the kitchen is just too damn small. Therefore, logic would suggest that the process of clearing out a kitchen that has inadequate space would take no time at all.
We are apparently pretty efficient when it comes to using our space and I was amazed at what we had amassed over the past several years. At one point, I was contorting myself uncomfortably to reach blindly to the back of our corner cabinet and had a moment of panic when my memory suddenly produced a recollection of a friend surfacing mouse remains the next cabinet over during a pre-move-in cleaning exercise. It's been over seven years, and I can still see those mouse remains when I close my eyes.
In hindsight, we should never have felt at all surprised when rodents spent the next seven winters putting forth various efforts to take over our kitchen. Luckily, our body count total at the end of the day was minimal: one mouse, one cabinet.
Not bad for one afternoon of work. Here's a few visuals of where the project stands as we head into week 2.
Totally unsure of what is happening behind our bathroom door. After a 'concerned email' regarding the workers removal of our floor, we came home to find they'd drilled the door closed. So there's no telling what's going on back there. But one can only assume there's still no floor.
Here's our laundry closet. New washer and dryer will be delivered tomorrow. My gut says it will be awhile before I will be christening them.
Speaking of laundry...
It's still super touch-and-go on the potty front. As you can see, there's been lots of bribery. The 'data collection' phase is officially over (suprise, there's basically no rhyme or reason to their bowel and bladder habits) and we have decided to continue to keep it light and low pressure for the time being. They're are certain obvious advantages to pull ups after all. Without them, we would've definitely needed at least one pit stop during the St Patrick's day race on Saturday.
Perhaps we will feel more motivated when the new laundry units are installed and we actually want to spend every waking hour washing soiled underpants.