Reasons Why My Husband Should Cut His Losses and Divorce Me Now

We've had a good run.

Married seven and a half years.

Had some great times together.

I'm going to miss him.

If you've been following me on Facebook,

you already know that in addition to deciding I needed new flooring,

I decided that I should get new baseboards.

Then on Saturday morning I woke up and thought,

NEW PAINT!!!

Let's paint the house while we are at it.

And it seemed like such a wise decision since

we had no furniture in the house.

You're all with me, right?

RIGHT?

So on Sunday morning I sent my darling husband off to

Home Depot to buy 5 gallons of Behr Wheat Bread.

I knew I would love the color because I have Chocolate Froth, 

which is the next color up on the paint strip, in the bedroom

and it is such a pretty taupey tan.

Here are some pics from the www of Behr Wheat Bread.

 

So all day Saturday, my husband taped off all the crown molding

and all the windows while I painted my ass off.

(I wish)

We painted well into the evening and even my

dear sweet Sally 

(best friend/step mommy)

came and helped.

When Sally walked in the door and saw the paint color,

her face just dropped.

I wondered if she was having a mini stroke.

Nope, she knew.

She knew that I had done something really stupid.

And I should have known that look because 

I do a lot of really stupid things.

I just kept painting, hoping that the color would change as it dried.

Sally, bless her heart,

helped me slap that miserable color on the wall.

Because that's what friends do.

They make you feel less stupid by acting as though

they, themselves, are also stupid.

And the color didn't get any better.

It was blue.

Gray blue.

Very gray blue.

I figured I would sleep on it and the color would magically

change into the most amazing decision of my life.

It didn't.

Apparently, I live in some reverse color wheel twilight zone universe.

I can't get a good picture of it with my iphone
but it looks like this.

So after Brian left for work,

my tile layer, Phillip, came and starting laying my pretty tile.

And the walls got worse.

Like a thousand times worse.

Even Phillips said,

"Um, why did you paint you walls this color?"

And my daughter Katie came over after I called her

and stated how awful it was.

And so I fretted all day long about how I was

going to tell Brian that we needed to repaint.

Sally came over and I made her tell me what to do.

Because Sally knows everything.

She will deny this because she likes to keep 

her wisdomy super powers undercover.

Buts she always makes the right decisions,

the first time.

And she brought me paint samples

from home and a slapped them on the wall,

and we found the perfect color

that looks great with the counter tops,

the cabinets and the flooring.

And then I told Brian.

And you know what,

he didn't really care.

He just said that he was never taping 

anything off for me ever again,

and I thought that was a fair trade since 

I really thought I deserved a good beating.
Did I mention that Brian is colorblind?
I'm not kidding, he really is.

So......

Now I am hiring a painter.

And in addition to the walls, he is going

to paint the ceiling and the baseboards.

Because I am done!

So I am making a vow.

I am never making another decision again.

Sally will make all my decisions for me.

And I will always listen to my husband.

And I will not spend any more money.

Ever.

However, I do have to wonder how my old furniture will look

next to all my new flooring and paint.

xxx-ooo

Holly

So Far....I am Surviving This.

Once upon a time

I had two dogs

and enough dog hair in my carpet

to make at least one more.

Ranger, my yellow lab,

is a shedder.

June Bug, our newest edition,

is still learning all about

doggie doors and potty training.

Can you say, EEWWWWWW!

Last week after one June Bug accident,

I lost my cool and decided to call

our friend Phillip

who is an awesome tile layer and 

just get a quote.

I'd been looking at flooring for

quite some time.

I love the look of wood but know it 

wouldn't be practical for us.

I found wood look tile and

did some research on it and it really

seemed to be the perfect solution for us.

We have a pool

and a Lab who loves to swim

and he usually has wet paws

or muddy paws,

or dusty paws.

I called Phillip thinking maybe I

could get a quote and then mull things over

for a few weeks

and make a decision.

Phillips said, I'll be over in a few minutes

to measure and give you a quote.

Um, okay.

He came and gave us a very fair price

for labor.

Then he said,

"I can start ripping all this out tomorrow."

It just so happened that he had a break between jobs

and could either fit us in RIGHT NOW

or we would have to wait a few months.

I looked at the carpet and said,

"Rip it Out!"

And I didn't even have my tile picked out,

nor did I have a price for it.

But I didn't care.

I decided that living on concrete

was better than what I had been dealing with.

I did all this without discussing this with my husband.

This is something I would never do.

We always make large financial decisions together.

When he came home from work, I told him about 

what I had done.

He said, "Can we afford this?"

I told him, "Probably not."

We decided to do it anyway.

He was just as grossed out with the carpet as I was.

These were desperate times.

I went to Floor and Decor right away

and found a tile that I really liked.

Brought home the sample and placed it up against the walls

and counter tops.

It was a winner.

 All pics are from my iPhone, so we are blurry right now.

And my lens is probably dusty.

It was also very affordable.

Three pallets were delivered the next day.

Trying to get the same die lot was a little tricky 

and we actually had to go with three different die lots.

Fortunately, when they arrived,

they were all great.

We are having the entire house done in this tile.

Every single room.

All 1587 square feet of it.

Phillip showed up the next day and got to work.

We have been wanting to change out the flooring since

we moved into this house a year and a half ago

but couldn't do it at that time.

The kitchen was pergo.

Under the pergo was old glued down linoleum.

The living areas and bedrooms were all carpet.

The bathrooms were tile.

The kitchen, laundry room,

living room, dining room,

hallway and guest bath were all ripped out on Friday.

He is doing the bedrooms, my office

and our master bath after the front part of the house is complete

so we have don't have to move every piece of furniture out

of the house.

We can just shift things from room to room.

We have some major foundation cracks but he is taking

care of that.

We then decided that we probably should redo the baseboards

as long as we are at it.

I also have a friend that does cabinets, doors and trim.

I called him up

and asked him to come and give us a quote.

We are going from 2 1/2 inch baseboards

to 4 1/4 inch.

Again, Brian says, "Can we afford this?"

I respond, "Not really."

This was under the Pergo.

Pain in the butt to get out.

So here we are,

living in the dust bowl.

Seriously, we have a lot of our furniture on the back patio,

and have had two major dust storms 

since putting it out there.

We believe the tile will take about a week and a half

to complete.

So for right now,

we are eating out a lot 

and bringing food home.

Because my entire house is like this right now.

Wish me luck!

xxx-ooo

Holly