Project Update

The time we have between now and Ben's arrival is getting shorter. That is making me want to get all the little house projects done as soon as possible. I actually created my first ever "Honey Do" list. Don't worry though, I created an "Amber Do" list as well. We worked on a couple of those this weekend.

Honey Do:

1. Replace all the tan (ugly) light switches and plate covers. I am not a fan of the tan color, especially since we painted our walls a lovely beige and the trim white. So, Ryan is replacing them all throughout the house. Thanks, honey.


2. Move the numbers on the front of our house. A few years ago, some missionaries that lived here before us added on another living room and a lovely kitchen and pantry/laundry room. When doing this, they made another front door into the newer side of the house. That means there are two front doors on our house. It greatly confuses the mailman and probably many other people. The house numbers were beside the original door, the one we don't use. So, Ryan moved them to maybe make things a little easier. Enjoy my lovely additions to the picture of our house. (No, the new numbers aren't really that big and spaced-out. I didn't get an after picture, so I added the numbers in Print Shop.)


Amber Do:

1. Clean vertical blinds. I really don't like vertical blinds, but we have some and I am not installing french doors anytime soon, so I will live with them. They were so dirty and have been bothering me for quite some time. This weekend, I washed them! Enjoy my nasty picture of the top of the blinds. They are right next to the stove, so I think all the dust was baked on. I had to use 409 to get it off.
I am the oldest of three girls. My dad always said I was the son he never had. That translates to mean I went everywhere and did everything with him. I went fishing with him, learned my way around a tool box, and gleaned from him a "I will try to fix anything" attitude. I of course love this about myself, but I know it causes problems for my dear husband. Ryan even bought me my own hammer and screwdriver set so we don't have to share.

I tell you this to preface this picture:
So, you might be wondering why I would tell about my great talents (that word might be a stretch) at fixing things and then show a picture of Ryan.

Here is the story...Our oven light hasn't worked since we moved in and niether has the light in the refrigerator. I replaced the light in the frig - yeah, I can see my food. I thought the oven light would be just as simple. There were two little screws that I took out and expected to then see the light bulb. I pulled on it a little and POP! Sparks flew. I screamed. Ryan came running.

Everyone was fine. Ryan gently told me that I should have turned off the breaker before attempting this (after giving me a hug and making sure I was ok). I don't know what I was thinking. Actually, I do. I was thinking that replacing the oven lightbulb would be just like replacing any other lightbulb. Unscrew old one, screw in new one. No need to turn off the power for something so easy.

So, after my big mistake, Ryan had to take apart the oven to completely remove the wires that went to the oven light because they are useless now that they blew. I know, I know, many of you are rolling your eyes and wishing I would think twice before putting myself and Ben at risk. Sorry! I feel pretty stupid and will be more careful from now on. And, I still don't have an oven light.