On Thursday night Tim was having a sleepover at a friends house, Hillary was out for the evening and Garnet got home from work at 8. Looking forward to an evening alone together I joked with Hillary to make sure she knocked really loud before coming in. When Garnet came home he looked at me with a smug look and said 'You better get changed....into some work clothes. If you want this kitchen done before your birthday - you're going to help!'
And so we spent our romantic night alone up to our elbows in drywall mud, TSP and old wallpaper glue. Sigh, he really knows how to sweep me off my feet.
I am overwhelmed with this feeling of deja vu -- I've been here before. We renovated our condo, and then moved a few months after. Never really enjoying the fruit of our labour. I hope we can enjoy this one a little bit longer.
In the midst of all of it - I asked Garnet if we had all the money in the world -- would he still want to do all of the renovations himself. He responded with music to my ears; "We are building our next one!"