Let's talk

So I haven't truly blogged about the house in a while. We are moved in and still getting settled. Ryan just finished putting the blinds up today. I'm sure my neighbors are super thankful for that. If anyone cared enough they could have seen one or all of us naked at one time or another. For that, I am sorry. I sincerely hope they will not be scarred for life. We have quite a bit of work still to do. Our painter, Darby Roach owner of "Elite" (quotes intentional) Painting left us pretty much high and dry. He didn't finish the job and the stuff he did finish looks pretty bad. We have been cleaning paint off of the floors, vanities, faucets, you name it! He ended up subbing out some of our work to another crew. The guy he sent over coughed the entire time he was here which really freaked me out. I told Ryan there was no way that guy was coming into my kitchen and painting...I was pretty sure he had tuberculosis. I cleaned all the light switches and doorknobs when he left everyday. Anyway, I guess I haven't felt much like blogging about the house. It's like when you have a newborn and you feel like all you ever talk about are their bowl movements and eating habits. Or maybe like a person that goes to the gym and they think you are as interested in their workout schedule as they are. I feel like it's been that kind of consuming. Even when I run into people they always ask, "How's the house coming?" I definitely appreciate their interest in what's going on with the house but frankly I'm tired of talking about it. I'd rather talk about how funny it would be to take a 13.1 or a 26.2 sticker and put it on the most out of shape person I could find and stick it on their window. It would be funny to see how people would react to them getting out of their car in their house shoes and PJ's walking into Walmart. At least in my head that is hilarious. Maybe I'd talk about how I've been watching Chopped and Master Chef and how it's inspired me to make Ramen Noodles and grilled cheese sandwiches. I made four last night and only burned two. I would also like to add that I was able to make them in less than 30 minutes. Maybe I would tell you that I went to the dermatologist because my face looks like a prepubescent teen and the doc says it's hormones! What? Hormones!?! Nooooo! Really? Crap is this perimenopause? On second thought...did I mention that I bought a new dining room table for my HOUSE!