I have my last in this series of dental appointments today. At least, I hope I do. If things do not go well, I could still be looking at a root canal. I have my fingers crossed. I’ve promised myself an iced mocha from Mc Donald’s when the appointment is over. I can count on one finger the number of times I have indulged in that little cup of deliciousness. Dr Phil calls drinks like that melted milkshake, and I can see why. The nutrition content is atrocious. But I do not care. It’s a once a year treat to reward myself after going through all the scary stuff at the dentist office, and I will enjoy every frosty, sugar-and-caffeine filled sip.
We decided to go ahead and replace our front door, budget be damned, sort of. We are supposed to get a depreciation check from my homeowner’s insurance for the storm damage we incurred last year. We completed the repairs, submitted our receipts, and are now waiting for the check to arrive. Normally, I would not order the door until the check is in hand, but the current door is darn hard to close, and I’m sure we’re losing money with its draftiness. A new door takes six to eight weeks to get here, because, of course, our doorframe is not standard and the new door must be custom built. So I ordered it. And if, for some reason, the insurance check doesn’t come, I’ll take the payment for the door from my savings. It’s all good.
Since I didn’t know the door would take so long to get here, I already started some of the other steps in this process: I emptied the linen closet and painted it, then I got to work on the rest of the trim in the hallway. This weekend, I hope to get the coat closet in the foyer painted. I also want to get all the carpet taken up. It’s a lot easier to paint the trim when the carpet is gone. I don’t even have to tape it off, since the floor will have new covering and the walls are getting new color. Gotta love that – taping is so tedious. Of course, I’ll have to tape over the trim when I do the wall color, but I’ll worry about that when I get that far.