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the crazy side of chaos

It seems life is a lot like a hurricane. There's the eerie quiet before the chaos, the chaos, a total peace, total chaos, and then just a mess.

I've been trying really hard not to over-commit (something I'm bad about doing) and am working on reserving more time at the house for things that need doing. And yes, I'm aware of the irony here as I'm typing on my blog instead of prepping for my lesson in a few hours.

Back in May I called a painter. He came out, looked around, and in a month was supposed to e-mail an estimate and time frame for coming. We never heard back. He didn't respond to text or phone. The second painter we called never even returned my initial phone calls or e-mails. So finally in August I gave up with going with private people and called a painting company.  They were scheduled to send a carpenter out this week and a paint crew next week. Yesterday I got the phone call that due to the rain, they can't do their outside project this week and were to show up today. So my list of things that needed to be done yesterday got pushed aside and I took down the kitchen curtains, cleaned off counters, moved everything off the kitchen table and bar. I didn't realize how much stuff I had on my kitchen counters. I'm thinking that everything stacked and piled on my dining room table at the moment will not return to the kitchen. And as I sit here in the study, I'm also realizing how central our kitchen is to our house, and how much of a challenge the next 3-4 days will be as they paint two rooms and repair the ramps outside before painting them.

On the flip side, once the chaos is over...it's done!! And I'm thankful this happened now and not the end of next month when everything will be crazy. I actually snapped a few pictures before the arrived this morning, so hopefully one day next week I'll be able to post before and after pictures.

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