Brain Hickey

A brain hickey, like a real hickey, is something that leaves its mark. The opposite of a brain fart (when you have a mental disconnect and can’t think of the simplest thing), a brain hickey is a thought so profound, so deep, so mentally tantalizing that it sticks with you. Maybe you’ll change your life because of the enlightenment you experience. Or maybe you’ll just think about what I said for the next few days and then it’ll gradually fade, like a real hickey.

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Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Summer Goals

I had mentioned earlier that my husband's New Year's Resolution this year was to do nothing. Well, he seems to have modified that somewhat. After a too-busy-to-have-been-doing-nothing winter (I took my son skiing every week, and I got totally into skiing, so that in Park City, when I went for my one day of skiing, I had a blast and was actually bummed that it didn't snow enough after that for me to go out again! I then took on a project for work that took three weeks, including quite a few nights where I stayed up past 1am), my husband and I discussed plans to renovate our kitchen.

Now, those of you who know us may start referring to the kitchen as the Godot room, as in Waiting For Godot. I've never read it (or seen it), but I understand it's all about people waiting for someone to arrive - who never does. For a quick history on our kitchen, here goes. We bought this house despite the kitchen. People reassure us it's nice, it's fine, it's not so bad. Well, I hate it. I hate the wallpaper, the soffits, the laminate countertops, the oak cabinets, the layout, the windows, everything. But, we still bought the house.

We moved in summer 2001. A month later, I had a baby.

Flash forward to Spring 2002. We met with an architect to discuss renovating the kitchen. He went all out on his plan, came up with an awesome design that cost 1/3 the value of the house, and we had to say no. It moved the bathroom, added a hall closet, expanded the kitchen, added a hall to the family room (now office), and redid the steps on the back of the house. It was sweet, but way too expensive. So we said no. We paid the architect, and dropped the idea.

Until the next summer (2003), when we spent less money meeting with Home Depot Expo Design Center. We came up with a design - one that didn't include tearing down any exterior walls - and picked out all the materials and appliances. Then the final quote came in. The labor cost was 2/3 more than the designer had estimated, and pushed the project out of our budget. Instead, we (which includes the awesome Ketan) began finishing our basement. It took a year and a half (during which I was less than fully productive - being pregnant and then on bedrest because of pre-term contractions, probably caused by tearing down lathe-and-plaster ceiling chunks in the basement) but by Thanksgiving 2004, our awesome basement was complete.

2005, we had a choice: we could renovate the kitchen, or, we could build a master bathroom. We had a beautiful wood-floored sunroom off our bedroom, but we rarely used it. It seemed a tragic shame to waste all the windows, and to get rid of such a beautiful room, but with one kid potty-trained and another baby, I foresaw painful days having to share one second-floor bathroom with two children. And, as I like to say, you can cook in an ugly kitchen, but you can't shower in a den. So we got the master bath.

2006. I was pregnant, and on bedrest all summer long (look at my previous entries titled "The Bed-Rest Chronicles" for more about those days). Not a great time to start a big renovation project. By now, we had decided that we would cut out much of the cost by doing the work ourselves (and feeling quite proud of the work we had done in the basement). But clearly, that wasn't going to happen when I was pregnant. So another year bit the dust (kitchen-wise).

2007: I know I've written ad-nauseum about this year (or perhaps you were spared because I was too busy to write) but my sister got married at the end of summer, and my brother got married in October, so we were way too busy to even contemplate the kitchen. Oh yeah, and we considered moving. So we put in a new floor (that used to be one of the things I hated) and replaced the old plain-white refrigerator with a cool side-by-side pseudo-stainless steel one - to help sell the place, but also for us.

So now that we have no weddings this summer (last year, I made my brother-in-law promise not to get married for at least 2 years. He agreed, and I'm holding him to it!), we started discussing kitchen plans. How should we change the layout? Do we gut the kitchen or just replace the countertops and appliances (range and microwave)? What are we doing with the breakfast nook that's totally under-utilized right now? Do we add counter and storage space or turn it into a mudroom? So many questions, so many ideas.


Well, we've all but scrapped those ideas again this year. We're still discussing the mudroom idea, because functionally, we just need one. But the kitchen renovation is on hold, again. Instead, my husband is in training. He's going to do a bike tour. He originally wanted to do a triathlon (and perhaps he still does), but there's nowhere around here to really prepare for the swimming portion, and he really just likes biking. So my spring and summer will be spent occupying the kids so he can ride and finding ways to exercise with them (the elder two are totally into riding their bikes, so maybe I just get a jogging stroller and go with it).

Meanwhile, I've taken on another goal. My kids' school is very Green (check out their website http://www.ruffingmontessori.net to learn more), and I want to be too. I've always been interested in all that saving the earth business, and try to do my part, but it's only been what I can do while maintaining my lazy ways. Well, this summer, I'm going to start composting. Again, in as lazy a way as possible, but nonetheless, the boys learn it at school, and they can certainly help me bring it home.

I'll report back later to let you know how it's going.

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