DIY

My husband is an original do-it-yourself kind of guy. It started back in our college days when he was taught to lay cement, specifically aggregate. From the time we bought our first house we did all our own projects-you name it, we tackled it. It helps that he is very gifted in woodworking and in building. When I was 8 mos pregnant with our first daughter I remember being straddled over wet cement as we evened it out and fearing my belly would certainly end up in the wet goop. While we lived in that house we laid yards of cement, built fences as well as overhangs, put a new roof on the house with our two young daughters sitting next to us the entire time. Once some of the neighbor gals, who were friends, told me very nicely that I needed to stop because their hubbies were looking at them wondering why they didn't do all the things I would do.
So it should be no surprise when I got so excited that new hardwood flooring is being delivered to my daughter's house across the street today. I felt like a kid in a candy shop! This means that this weekend we will all begin the process on pulling up old awful carpet and next week begin laying the hardwood with them. Yippee! Of course I may not be as involved physically as I once was but I'll be there just the same, probably watching the grandkids. I'm also looking forward to painting once we get our house.
Have a fun weekend, whatever you do!