Well, nothing earth shattering.
Like....EARTHQUAKE....or VOLCANO....or METEOR!!!!!
Those things are happening someplace else.
Our upstairs remodel is underway. The demolition phase is complete. We have one of those Waste Management bags in our driveway. It is full of sinks and drywall and cabinetry and tile and pipes and a bathtub.
In the bathroom we can see into the attic over the garage. We found out there was no insulation in that wall. This week the electrician will come to rewire for new lights, outlets and switches. The drywall guy will come to patch the places where stuff was removed. Then the painter will come to paint (duh). Next week the tile guy will come to tile (duhble duh). And guess what the carpet guy will do. Go ahead, guess.
Eventually, we will move into our new master suite.
Today we went toilet shopping. Really. We don't often go toilet shopping. I really don't understand why there are so many different brands and styles of toilets. There are many funny lines that could go here, but I will let you supply your own.
While we were out, we went to the Tucson Old Time Fiddle Contest. I saw it advertised the other day. Until now, I didn't know there was a Tucson Old Time Fiddle Contest. It was held in the auditorium/cafeteria/gymnasium (which they call a multi-purpose room), at a private high school. Walking into the room was like walking into the 1950's. Or into the 2014 version of a small town in the south. Everyone was dressed in western wear. Not Scottsdale costume western wear, real, everyday western wear. Their skin was weathered from life in the outdoors (or smoking, hard to tell). The announcer had a Texas accent. The program was organized as well as any small town program ever is. The fiddlers were mostly competent. Volunteers manned the raffle table and the hot dog stand. You don't often get that small town feel in the middle of Tucson.
Speaking of earth shattering: the sinkholes we saw in Sedona did not have Corvettes in the bottom. Boy howdy, Kentucky really knows one-upmanship.
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As I recall, one of the worst things about toilet shopping is that you can't really "try them on for size". You can sit on chairs and even lie down on beds in a furniture showroom, but how do you decide whether a toilet is the right height without having a seat on it and sitting down? and the seats are a whole 'nother challenge, because if the curve isn't right it could make your legs and feet go to sleep at inopportune times! And you can't try them out either. Well, I guess you can tell that I had some issues in 2003 and 2005 when we did the remodeling of our bathrooms.
Sounds like a fun time - Cottonwood has an Old Time Fiddlers Contest every year too, and it is fun to listen to those talented amateur musicians get together and jam!
Amen on the sinkhole thing. Ours are prettier, though. And didn't cost anyone anything, yet.
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