We made an appointment to get our house measured by a Lowe’s floor
installer today, picked out a laminate floor and carpet, and chose some
paint colors for the living and dining rooms. We felt like we were
making progress and that maybe we could make our deadline of the end
of the month for remodeling and moving in.
Then we started painting, and things started bending, and things started
falling off.
Finally, I suggested we just rip the crappy fake paneling off because it
felt like we were – pardon the Palin – putting lipstick on a pig if we
were to paint over some shoddy work.
Having made a giant mess of the living room, we went ahead and tried to
shoot moon:
We have now made a giant mess.
I feel like we’ve ripped a cuticle in trying to trim our nails, and now
we’ve lost the entire fingernail.