and so it begins

first a door is removed, then a wall, next the gyproc, the tiles and the window....i currently have an unfinished alcove in my hall. too bad i need it to be a bathroom cuz gee, all open like that it makes so much space. and boy was that bathroom rotten...the studs, the insulation..it is just thick with black mold. no wonder i put a hole in the tiled wall just leaning while i cleaned. tomorrow the plumbers come and there goes our water for the day. i will have to get up really early to fill all the buckets in the house and barn to last the day. and no laundry tomorrow either...hmmm that is going to suck (and smell).

tang took all of 5 seconds tonight to find a way to slip under the tub, he zipped down the open studs and then he was gone. i called down those studs on and off for two hours before i finally decided he could just stay there. i figured the plumbers would drag him out when they took out the old tub in the morning...gawd only knows who else is under there by now anyway. but, a few minutes later he popped out of the kitchen cupboard, i guess he thought it was funny knowing i was frantically calling down a moldy wall.

i thought we just had to deal with chaos til the end of this week but i must have heard wrong cuz the contractor told me to have the light fixtures and medicine cabinet here by sometime mid next week...i don't think a 5 ft square bathroom should take 2 weeks to complete...but what do i know except nursing and leaky animals, construction is not my forte.

so i called my surgeon's receptionist to find out where i get a new air boot since i broke mine, the air pockets will no longer blow up. she called me back and had ratted me out. i was reminded that i was not to be weight bearing and i was to see my doc this thursday at the cast clinic which is a week earlier then my next appointment. why do i think i might be in big trouble?

any ideas on how one hides the worn treads on a non weight bearing air boot?

it looks like a stressful week here between contractors, plumbers, sneaky cats and surgeons. someone should bring me a big bottle of baileys so i can drown my sorrows in hot chocoate.