Ah, Progress. Nothing like it when you're renovating a house. It gives you hope that you might actually get to spend some time in your newly renovated house before its time to pick out your nursing home.
Yesterday was like that for me. I knew better than to get excited about seeing progress, since it seemed like there hadn't been any in months, but I just couldn't help myself. I had finally had my long heart-to-heart meeting with my contractor, saw the concrete footings for the addition poured, met with the plumber and agreed on the layout of the new bathroom, and even was told to order and have delivered the first bath fixtures. So as I rode my bike back to the tin can I live in, all I could think about was getting online and picking out the new shower stalls for the two bathrooms. Corner stalls to take up less floor space, with chrome trim and faucets, and big enough for my 6'3 husband to fit into, were running through my mind as I rode. My mother in law happened to be over when I got back and I couldn't wait to tell her.
"The plumber said I can order the showers and have them delivered!"
She's been with us since the very beginning of this process and has ridden this wave of ups and downs also, so she got excited right along with me. I was practically giddy over the whole thing.
Well, I spent a couple of hours (yes, hours!) researching shower enclosure kits online all the while getting ready to hit the 'order' button. After my research, I decided the best thing to do would be to go into town, purchase the kits, pay for them after getting our 10% off, and have them delivered to the house. As I drifted off to sleep at 1 a.m. visions of frosted glass doors and chrome trim danced in my head.
"First thing in the morning, I'll head to town and get those showers. Finally, I'll have one thing checked off of the list."
I awoke early, and realizing it was much cooler outside than its been all week, I opened the door to let in the cool, fresh air. Started making my coffee and breakfast while making plans to head into town soon and order those showers.
Not five minutes later, I heard a noise outside. A strange, tinkling kind of sound.
I got dressed and headed out to investigate, when it hit me. A raindrop! Then another, and another. Almost stunned, I froze where I was, not realizing for a moment, that it was actually raining. I went back inside, opened the skylights and realized that, yes, its finally raining after months of dry, hot weather. Oh, we need the rain around here badly. Crops and gardens and yards have turned the color of straw. Farmers, and city folk alike, have been praying for this. Yep, it looks like a real soaker, finally.
I have to admit, I'm also happy that its raining. Happy for the farmers, happy for the gardeners, happy for the people in town with their perfectly manicured lawns... I'm just not happy that the rain puts my renovation on hold! Just when I was finally seeing great progress down there, here comes the rain and everything stops. No doubt the rain will get inside and soak all the wood floors, all the tools inside, make mud out of the newly dug dirt for the foundation, and find its way up under and inside of the tarps that are supposedly protecting all my earthly possessions now stored in boxes in the old barn.
I have no right to complain about this though.
After all, I did order showers.
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