January started with such promise and I was doing so well, but I took two weeks off to visit my grandson in California for his birthday and my webhosting expired and I had to wait until payday to get the site back and we started remodeling the kitchen (which is a huge project and bipolar only makes it loom larger) and this site got lost in the shuffle. I’m sorry.
Have you ever remodeled a room with a bipolar husband or wife? It’s quite the experience and even if you have the skills and experience to complete the project handily, it never seems to go as smoothly as you’d hope.
My husband would never admit it, but he loves to shop. All of his projects start with him shopping for materials–usually without me–and making grand and glorious plans. We measure and remeasure and he takes all the numbers to Lowes or Home Depot or where ever and starts ordering materials.
This remodel was triggered by some sagging floorboards near the wall in the kitchen. We determined that the best plan of attack would be to remove the old sub-floor and replace it and any damaged studs we might find. We also decided that adding insulation under the floor would be a good idea. All of the supplies for that were ordered and packed into a spare bedroom.
While we were at it, we might as well replace the microwave and install a built-in dishwasher. Oh, and to do that we’d need to replace a few cabinets. And an island in the middle of the kitchen was something he’d been wanting as long as I can remember, so we can move the sink from the wall to the island–how about a new sink? More new cabinets?
Everything was packed into that bedroom and I was told to start staining the unfinished cabinets to match the ones we already had. In a room where the dogs had their kennels and where it was nearly impossible to walk? Sure. Okay, maybe not. I started hauling the smaller cabinets and drawers into my home office to stain.
Before we could do anything else, we needed to remove everything from the kitchen–right down to the existing cabinets and appliances. The cabinets that were going away were emptied and the contents piled in a corner of the living room. Other cabinets were emptied to make it easier to move them and the contents were eventually piled on every flat surface in the house including a good share of the floor.
Having bought an appliance dolly for the purpose, you’d think moving the fridge wouldn’t be a huge problem–but it wouldn’t fit through the back door even with the door removed and the only other direction was already piled with cabinets and contents from cabinets and well, we’d have to find a way to work around it, leaving it in a corner of the kitchen and waiting until we had a part of the floor finished to remove the floor under it.
We started removing the old flooring and then the sub-floor. It was all beautiful tongue and groove hard wood, but because it had gotten wet in places, it had to come out. As we were removing it, we soon realized that the stud was not directly under the wall–which made me more than a bit nervous. What would happen when we removed the floor under the wall? My slightly manic husband wasn’t the only one suffering from racing thoughts and sleepless nights.
Thankfully he was able to get the new stud in before he had to leave for work on Sunday night. I’d been praying, but without that piece of wood, I’d have been seriously worried. We built a bridge over the spaces that were open after we laid out some of the 4′ X 8′ boards we would use as a sub-floor so the dogs could get through their doggy door and outside. It might be a while before it was all nailed down, but we could survive.
I’m sure every remodel involves things normal people (not general contractors) wouldn’t even think of, but when you live with someone who gets frustrated and does impulsive things, it’s always interesting. Our bathroom remodel is still not officially done–there are areas not painted and I can’t find matching grout to finish the floor and the trim boards have been broken and lost. Maybe the kitchen project will have a more solid finish. Not yet.
How do big projects usually turn out at your house? Do you have lots of starts and stops? Do you have lots of excitement that wanes as the project stretches on? How do you handle it if you aren’t happy with the way things are going?