Today, I am feeling frustrated. TB is not sleeping well, he?s uncomfortable and his spirits are drooping. I think it?s from the combination of drugs, after effects of anesthesia and just general stress from not feeling well. There is nothing I can really do to alleviate that, not even kisses and hugs, and so I feel helpless. That leads to feeling frustration.
This, too, shall pass. That is what I keep telling myself. There's an end in sight, I say to TB. Each day that passes is one less to be endured.
It sounds nice rolling off the tongue but it's easy to say. It's quite another thing to be the one who is sick or injured. The days ... and the nights too ... must seem endless.
1. Which room in your home is your favorite? Why?
Oh, I have to pick one? Eeny meenie ? I?ll say the family room because it is large and bright. It has lots of windows and gets the morning sun. It?s also where my computer and desk are. Not only that, but the dreadmill is in here and so is the TV and CD player. There?s even a bathroom. The only thing lacking is a kitchenette! Then it would be like having an efficiency almost. Hey ? wait a minute ? nah, I don?t want to give up my room!
2. Which room would you most like to remodel or change the look of? Why?
The bathroom in the family room. We couldn?t afford to remodel it with all the other unexpected expenses ? like the kitchen! It looks like the original fixtures are still in there. The tub has a leak and needs to be replaced. The grout is old and yucky. It?s dark in there and so it seems very gloomy.
3. Which room do you hate cleaning the most?
Well, I don?t have to do much of the cleaning now because I have three able bodied and not-so-willing helpers.
TB and I clean our own bathroom. I use 409 to clean and wipe everything down and TB takes the much harder job of scrubbing to get all the nasty orangy iron off the walls and inside the tub and inside the toilet bowl. Yech!
TRIGGER 2::: If I was ever fortunate enough to find a winning lottery ticket, the very first thing I?d buy would be a water treatment system that would eliminate all the iron and cedar and yucky stuff from all of our water.
As it is now, there?s always an orangy residue left on the walls, inner sides of the tub, in the toilet bowls, and all over the clothes of our washer. That same stuff turns up in the dishwasher and in our drinking water.
When we bought the house, we were assured it wouldn?t be a problem once we put a filter on. So we contacted a water treatment company and the guy came out and installed a new filter. He told us it would take care of the stinky discolored water.
Ha.
The salt to soften our water doesn?t help that much ? and this is iron-out salt. A very nice salesman came to talk to us about a water system that would treat all the water in the house. There is also a reverse osmosis system for the drinking water. It sounded great ? we agreed with everything the man had to say. It is $4000 ? and we couldn?t get credit approval.
Just an aside: ya know, it?s really ridiculous how credit works. TB was able to get a mortgage on this house and yet we?re turned down for the water treatment system.
Anyway, the bottom line is that we have to live with this water for awhile. We?ve taken some steps to make it more bearable.
We have a water cooler and use about 15 or so gallons a week. We refill our water at our local friendly Acme.
TB scrubs our bathroom?s tiled walls and the inside of the toilet with some really strong stuff. Maybe it?s XLR-someteen number or Iron-Out. I can?t remember. The stuff helps take out the dingy orangy color but it lasts a week if we?re lucky. Then the discoloration begins again.
I?ve got a sort of equivalent to iron-out for the whites in my laundry.
Really nice whites can?t be washed here at all. Gotta go to the Laundromat for that.
Still, I love this house. It?s a big house with spacious roominess. What I mean by that is that some houses have lots of rooms but are tiny. There aren?t many windows. But our house has lots and lots of windows and the rooms are huge ? except for TB?s office but it?s big enough to suit his purposes. So I can live with the icky water for a while, until we save up the money for a good treatment system.