Breakfast Bomb

If you read this blog on a regular basis, sit down. This morning before breakfast Attila told me he was going to move out, he is leaving me. I did not see this coming. He said he thought of it three seconds before he said it, and he means it. The ride has begun, all… Continue reading Breakfast Bomb

The Last Tomato, Marco Polo, and Chip n’ Dale

It turns out that my prediction that the kitchen floor would be finished this past weekend was a bit premature. Fitting trim on out of square, wonky old walls, repairing holes in floors, and cutting tiles to fit around floor registers and into closets needs to be carefully executed. Attila finished the dining area, and… Continue reading The Last Tomato, Marco Polo, and Chip n’ Dale

Every Day Is A Good Day When You Aren’t Going Bald

Renovating is a bit like holding your breath. Life as we know it is suspended during a renovation project. The flow of the house is altered, temporary compensations must be made, and when the project is done, a new normal has to be established. There is a state of flux until the last lick of… Continue reading Every Day Is A Good Day When You Aren’t Going Bald