...of Lemonade. Just kidding!
After all of my rants and raves about the house, I thought I'd end today's posts on a good note.
We are adjusting to our new life in the Lone Star state. My teenage drama queen is thriving here. Can you believe she'll start high school in the fall? I can't possibly be that old.
Big Guy is going to be in 1st grade. He is such a little man. He's already adopted the Texas Twang. He sounds like a native y'all.
I am not loving the weather, hot and humid, but I do love the area. Lots to do, lots to see, lots of really nice people. They sure are friendly in the south.
It doesn't make me any less homesick. I miss Bunco, Girls' Night Out, and YOU!! Keep me posted. I'll do the same.
Friday, August 1, 2008
I Didn't Do It
With new construction, there are bound to be little problems. I expect this. What I did not expect is that my upstairs game room floor would not be level. I did not expect that when the flooring contractor fixed it, he would put a nail in my water pipe. I did not expect my downstairs to flood. All I can say is, this time I didn't do it. It's not my fault. For those of you who have known me many years, you get it!
Tile Saga
Now that my tile is "ruined." (see below) OK, I am exaggerating. It really doesn't matter any way.
After living in the house a few days, and because I have spent so much time focusing on my tile floors, I notice something just isn't right. It turns out I have "faulty" tile. About 2/3 of my tile floor wasn't finished properly and it has a flat finish. Oops! It was supposed to be shiney.
Solution. The tile company is going to come in and break out the faulty tiles and replace them. This is going to be fun!
After living in the house a few days, and because I have spent so much time focusing on my tile floors, I notice something just isn't right. It turns out I have "faulty" tile. About 2/3 of my tile floor wasn't finished properly and it has a flat finish. Oops! It was supposed to be shiney.
Solution. The tile company is going to come in and break out the faulty tiles and replace them. This is going to be fun!
If Life Hands You Lemons....
Yeah, yeah, yeah....
I just moved into my brand new house. Because I am a "neat freak," I insist on having the grout sealed on the very first day. I can't possibly have a stain on my new tile floor. I hire a professional because I don't have the time (or desire) to do it myself. I should have known better.
Enter Rhonda! She slops down some grout sealer, assures me it will dry clear and will evaporate off of my tile. Do you see where I am going with this?
Oh yeah! Two days later, I have a cloudy haze all over my brand new tile floors. I can't get it off. So, Rhonda comes back to acid wash my tile.
Long story short. There's still a light haze on my tile, backsplash, and showers. The grout is no longer sealed. And, I am out 250 bucks!
Lesson: If you want it done right, do it yourself!
I just moved into my brand new house. Because I am a "neat freak," I insist on having the grout sealed on the very first day. I can't possibly have a stain on my new tile floor. I hire a professional because I don't have the time (or desire) to do it myself. I should have known better.
Enter Rhonda! She slops down some grout sealer, assures me it will dry clear and will evaporate off of my tile. Do you see where I am going with this?
Oh yeah! Two days later, I have a cloudy haze all over my brand new tile floors. I can't get it off. So, Rhonda comes back to acid wash my tile.
Long story short. There's still a light haze on my tile, backsplash, and showers. The grout is no longer sealed. And, I am out 250 bucks!
Lesson: If you want it done right, do it yourself!
Don't You Forget About Me
I have been inspired by all of my "girls" to start a blog of my own. After all, there are so many of you that I want to keep in touch with and only one of me. This is for my Hollister Girls! I miss you more than you know...
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