Not much . . but there’s some fabric on my shelves.

Last night sleep eluded me and that so rarely happens.  I gave Speck a pain pill about 7 and it must have made him thirsty because he kept drinking and drinking and then I was afraid he would need to go out and I wouldn’t wake up but apparently he slept fine once he went to sleep.  When Vince woke up about 6, I was sleeping like a baby so I asked him if he would take Speck out and let me sleep for another hour.  He took Speck out but in a few minutes he came in and said “The electrician is coming and he’s going to turn the water off for a couple of hours.  Do you want to cook breakfast now?”  I wanted to say NO but I said ok so I got up and took a quick shower, made breakfast and cleaned the kitchen before the guys turned the water off.  They had to pull out the old electric lines and run a new line so we could wire the well pump up to where it will run off the diesel generator if needed.

Vince and I started putting together shelves.  Oh, I miss Chad! He and Vince always put the shelves together but now I’m the helper and can you believe it . . Vince threatened to fire me again today.  He doesn’t understand that his way isn’t the only way to do something or . . maybe I haven’t learned to pretend that his way is the best way to do things!

In Missouri, my bolts of fabric were stuck in every spot I could find to stick them so this time, we put together an extra shelf unit and made all the bottom shelves for the fabric bolts.  I don’t like bending over to put the fabric back on the bottom shelves so having the bolts there should keep things neater.

We thought we had some shorter silver shelves to stick on the left end but they were like the other silver shelves so we had to put black shelves at the end of the closet.  The bolts on the center top with their ends sticking out are duplicates. All the fabric wouldn’t fit on the shelves.  There are a few more bolts in boxes but for the most part, this is all the bolts.

The blacks and browns and a couple of prints that I bought for backings are down on the end.  Progress but I’m telling you — moving and unpacking all this is tiring.  My bones ache!

Yesterday the floors were finished.  I’ve had white carpet in several houses . . it was in there when we bought the house unless you count the house in Texas when Chad was 2 years old and I must have taken leave of my senses because I put white carpet throughout the house before we ever moved in.  That was not a good idea!

We had white carpet in the house in MO when we moved in and for the 4-1/2 years we were there, I constantly threatened to change it.  It was only in the family room and down the stairs but I hated keeping it clean.  I promised myself that if ever I needed to buy carpet, I was getting dirt colored carpet and I did!

That, my friends, is the color of the dirt at Yellow Jacket Ranch!    There’s tile when you come through that half painted door.

I’m really glad Vince insisted on carpet. It’s so much nicer — looks cleaner and warmer — than having the concrete floors.  The carpet is a commercial grade but feels quite nice.  I took my shoes and socks off and walked around on it and I won’t mind it all.  It’s such a low pile and very tight so the pins do stay right on top of it.  That was my biggest complaint with carpet — the pins.  I think it’s all going to be just perfect!

This is the offending door that let the water in during the last rain.  We’ve added the storm door, which opens out so when the wind pushes against it, the door will just close more tightly.  And, the edge of the door is right at the edge of the concrete so water hitting the door will drain onto the ground instead of puddling at the base and running under the door.

That storm door is going to be so much appreciated.  I will probably always keep the big door open so I can look out and Speck can lay on the floor and look out.  It will be easier for him to go for a walk through that door.  Not long before the building was finished, I had asked for a storm door.  The builder didn’t want to mess with it since everything there was metal and there was no wood but after the rain came in, he had to do it . . there’s a reason for everything!

Today we begin putting together shelves and if things go according to plans, I could have some fabric on the shelves by tonight!