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Monday, 22 August 2011

Why I stink.

So, as misleading as the title of this post sounds, I actually don't stink anymore.  But just 15 short minutes ago, I reeked of paint thinner.  And tar.  Why you might ask?  Well, I thought it was a perfectly reasonable project to tackle with two small children, one of whom loves to help, the other of whom clings.  And doesn't nap.  The project?  Sealing the driveway. 

I don't know why Mondays always bring out this crazy must do attitude.  I write out a "wish list" for the week, but I feel like I need to get it all done on Monday.  Alan just shakes his head and calls me crazy.

Anyways, I did it.  I sealed the whole driveway.  Twice.  And set up the swingset.  And did the week's worth of groceries.  So, fairly productive.  To be fair, Evan actually napped for about 4 hours today.  So that helped huge.  And Emma was my helper - and was actually helpful!  But back to the stink.

Emma "testing" the new swingset
As many of you may know - or experienced first hand - I cannot paint with out painting myself.  When we moved I had a whole suitcase of clothes for painting.  And by that, I mean, I would wear them to paint and then throw them out.  They were that dirty.  I was that dirty.  And sealing the driveway is, essentially, painting.
My beautiful driveway! 
So by the end of it all, my legs were black.  My hands were stuck to the pole - I had to peel them off.  My face had tar on it.  And worse of all, Emma was covered in it.  In her hair, on her hands, face, back.  Clothes were a write-off.  And apparently the best way to get the tar off is Paint Thinner. 

So downstairs I go, to our old, yucky, rarely used bathroom.  Bathed my feet in paint thinner.  Scrubbed.  Rinsed.  Repeat.  Dragged Emma down to scrub her down.  Screams insue.  Up two flights of stairs with a naked wet three year old to the bathroom upstairs.  Both kids and me in the tub.  Lots of soap and scrubbing.  Then comes the shower.  Both kids freak out (which is weird, because they usually get showers).  Desperately trying to rinse my hair and Emma's at the same time without stepping on Evan.  Finally get everyone de-soaped.  Out and dressed in jammies. 

Beef Tagine with Butternut Squash - thanks babe!
And after all that, we come down to dinner prepared.  Ah! The wonder and joy of having a husband who enjoys cooking!  As long as he has a plan and all the ingredients there, he is more than happy to make dinner.  And today - I needed that help!


  1. wow, Heather, you really are super woman! I would make Jeff seal our driveway, I wouldn't even try! :) But the supper looks like it was good!

  2. the weather and the kids cooperated - unlike weekends when Alan would have a chance to do it. And I have been itching to do a "project" - not just the cleaning/cooking etc. Alan will have his hands full with the fence and deck going in (I'm running away for that weekend! lol) so this was MY contribution. And it was fun - or as fun as sealing a driveway can be. . .

  3. Thanks for the heads up. I'm never sealing the driveway...

  4. you're insane. and i mean that in the best way possible!! :)

  5. I've been debating hiring a company to do the driveway sealing for me.... I feel embarrassed to say I don't think I could do it myself. And I don't have two little kids running around... :-) Very impressive!