What a week it’s been. . .

Wow.  Just wow. The last 7 days have been a crazy, stressful, exciting and terrifying time. Let me explain. The Man and I have been doing what lots of people do, you know, planning a wedding (October 17th, please drop by!), saving for a house, working, you know, living life. Normal people stuff. Then the ceiling leaked. Drip, drip, dripping for 5 days before our landlord came to fix it. Then came the notices of street closures for the “third phase of the fresh water brook water treatment plan.” For those of you not lucky enough to live on my street, they’re diggong a 30′ deep trench down my side of the road, with work slated to run for the next 3 months. Good stuff.

Every morning, weekends included if necessary, at 7am, it begins. I live in an old house that’s been converted to flats. It’s not well insulated or soundproofed. It’s no fun. The Man, who had been offshore for work, came home and decided we were putting in our notice and setting out for greener, and hopefully, quieter, pastures. Silly me, I thought he meant a different apartment. I was mistaken. He meant a house. He’s been stalking the housing market and saving for a while, so I knew it was  coming, I just didn’t anticipate it happening in a week. Yep, that’s right, a week. Why? Because he’s slated to go offshore tomorrow and wants it all squared away before he leaves. Madness! Insanity!

And before anyone thinks, “that’s not so bad, a new house, no construction, a little stress is worth it,” you’d have to see what we bought. It was described as   “having a lot of potential, a handy-man special, needing a little tlc.” What it needs is to be gutted. I am going to become a reno queen.

So, in the coming months you can expect a whole lot of reno updates – some of which will probably involve me crying  in my steel-toed workboots (an upside: new shoes!) and lots of pictures. Don’t worry though, knitting and sewing have not been abandoned. I finally (finally!) finished that blue lace scarf I had been working on for what seemed like forever. I’m just waiting for some laundry to accumulate so I can toss that bad boy into the washer (it’s linen, it’s tough, it can take it). I figure a good wash and block session and it should be nice and soft. I’ve  also just cast on for a nice pair of soothing  socks -nothing too fancy, as my mojo and I are still getting re-acquainted. I’ve also got a new sewing project or two  to share – which is what I actually meant to write about, but construction and related news won out.

And I can tell by the realtive calm that it must be break time, I must search out my cats from under the furniture and break the news of the Big Move.

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