No Rest for the Weary

 

I got a huge laugh out of a comment I got the other day about the re-tiling job we are doing. I think it was Vera who couldn't believe we were throwing ourselves into another project so soon after the big remodel. 

Believe me when I say I would rather be doing anything else. I spent yesterday swinging a hammer pulling up the foyer tile and then sanding and scraping off all the old thinset and grout. Ugh. The reason we are going full steam ahead is because The Mister is starting the process next week to finally get the hip replacement he needs. He also needs a knee replacement so it looks like we are going to have lots of down time in the fall and winter for his recovery so he wants to get things done now. 

The tile in the foyer is in preparation of getting a new front door. I have been whining about replacing this old metal door since we moved in 30 years ago but something always got in the way. We actually started the door process at the same time as the kitchen which was just weeks before the lockdown so the tile and other stuff has been sitting here all this time. The Mister wants that pile gone so the only thing we can do is put it down so putting it down is what we are doing. 

Of course now that we are actually going to replace the door I am feeling sad about it. I've dressed it up in spring....

....and winter.

For Valentine's Day......

....St Patrick's Day...

...and Christmas.

I do hate how anyone can see right in when you are on the porch. The new door won't have a big glass window just small ones at the top. All the same...letting go is going to be hard. That ugly old door and I have a lot of history.