We’re replacing all of the baseboards in our house…well, all of them except for the ones in the master bathroom water closet. CU forgot about that “room” when measuring everything out.

It’s so much fun tackling “home improvement” projects together, but probably rather boring for others because we don’t fight or snip or nag at each other. There’s no drama…which would make for compelling television, but would likely bring all of our projects in late and over budget.

Used to be, I’d send pictures to my mom of our progress on various projects, and she’d always comment on what a great job CU did on this or on that. Finally one day I said, “You know Mom, I work, too. I don’t just stand around and supervise…ha ha.” Turns out, since all of the pictures were usually of CU, she figured he did all the work. In reality, he just never took any pictures of me doing work. So, here I am, busting out one of the baseboards in our bathroom.

I also moved all of the old baseboards (nails and all, yay!) and relocated them to the back of the Jeep so we could haul them to the dump today…is that the PC word, or should I be saying “community waste disposal facility”? He installs, I clean up.

The best part? We had the standard contractors’ lunch yesterday of McDonalds, although we omitted eating it under the shady tree in front of the house. We also skipped the blaring mariachi music, but we did drink beer. Go us.

We also had help from the dogs, and when we started getting tired…then started getting silly…we tried to torture Cookie.