Doldrums

We feel like house bound Ancient Mariners:

Day after day, day after day,

We stuck, nor breath nor motion;

As idle as a painted ship

Upon a painted Ocean.

Every project has them, those days when, well into the job, there's little going on. There have been few days when there was nothing going on, but the days of men climbing over each other is a memory of summer. The tiler spent a few quiet days doing his thing, and now the wood flooring guys are spending the week doing their thing. There's been a bit of work on the outside window casings and the tool storage area under the front porch, and the posts at the foot of the stairs are in place. We have completed the first coat of paint on the walls, ceilings and what inside trim there is. The cabinetry design as been worked out and confirmed as has the countertop choice and design. The interior doors have finally (finally) been ordered. The shower doors have been chosen, measured for and ordered, and the appliance order has been confirmed. We bought the hardware.

None of these have merited photos (other than progress photos - but a photo of wet paint is a bit dull) and nothing has been competed so we can't quite built a blog entry. Our bathtub is still sitting in our dining room, and every cold, wet evening run is just a little less anticipated not having a hot bath to look forward to afterwards. Our new windows are doing their job, but now we start to notice their casings more, which have not been cleaned up and so our paint brushes sit idle. We still must walk around the house to go downstairs as the outside back stairs remain unbuilt and the inside stairs remain unfinished. November rains pace the days (Water, water, every where, Let's hope the boards don't shrink, Water, water every where, there's lots of time to drink...(apologies to Sam Coleridge on that last bit) ) and we wonder if the job will ever finish.

We know it will, but still......