Yesterday, Cathy the cabinet lady finally sent the drawings. They look OK. Lisa left her a message last night, asking about color (we could go white in all baths, if it cuts costs at all... or we could go with the light colored wood... the granite will match either)... we'll get a response today, I figure.
Last night, on the way to water polo, we dropped by the house. They've been sanding the drywall smooth... it's dusty everywhere (no wonder Fred wants no part of this part of the process).
The kitchen drywall is complete
(I guess they'll cut the hole for the vent later...)
The guest bath (Dad's) is in a holding pattern
the tile is still only halfway across the floor (but the bath looks great)
The master bath shower
and the boys'
have both been sealed. Cool.
And the boys can't wait to get into their home
Jack (and Kyle--not pictured) loves running up and down and jumping off the stairs.
Day after tomorrow is the first of the penultimate month.
Tomorrow is Halloween.
And tonight we see Bruce in concert. Exactly 27 years ago, I saw him for the first time. I have incredible memories from that show (the night before Halloween, he came out on stage in a coffin, sliding the neck of his Esquire out to roaring applause, then his head peeking, then jumping out to kick off the show with an old rockabilly number "Haunted House"... later he performed "Independence Day" and it brought me to tears... before "I Wanna Marry You" he said, "This is a song about unrequited love" and when the crowd "ahh"-ed, he shot back with a grin, "Ah, you don't even know what that means." [but every high school senior does, and I did, and I cheered]... introducing "Ramrod" he told a Halloween story of the "headless car-man"...). I can only hope Jack and Kyle will have memories of tonight three decades from now... and hopefully, it will be a great distraction from all of that keeps us up at night.
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