The problem with removing dirt

is that more is always revealed.

Now I have the insane desire to remove everything from my kitchen cupboards and drawers, giving everything a thorough scrubbing. That would seriously cut into my knitting and study time, so it's going to have to wait a bit.

I also loathe, with every fibre of my being, those stupid horizontal mini-blinds. I am so breaking out my sewing machine and making some curtains. Someday.

With the clean-up-and-get-organized project moving along, and the results are beginning to be noticeable, I'm anxious to deal with that dining room. It would be really nice to be able to use that room, instead of having a very large, square hallway.

And, I think I've found someone to do the work...

The day after the flood, I was sitting on the couch in the living room. The blinds were open. A fellow was walking by, saw me in the window, and started coming up the walk. Turns out, he is a small-scale reno guy and a handyman. In fact, he has been the handyman for my next-door neighbour since 1982 (or something. A good long while). He was the person who called the city when water was spouting out of the side of my house. He tells me, in quite a thick accent, that I have good windows in my house. When I mentioned that I am clueless and need someone to do some jobs for me, out came the business card.

So, I think I'm going to call and get an estimate for painting and flooring. If that goes well, maybe insulate the basement. And fix the exterior lights. And install a doorbell. And add an exterior outlet. And fix that damn tap!

I'm starting to feel that some of this stuff is possible.