Kitchen Renovations: Part 1

I could sub-title this post “Why My Contractor Wants to Kill Me” but that seemed too wordy. I think the urge started somewhere around the time I asked him to grind out the grout between the tiles on half the kitchen floor because it dried way lighter than we expected it to. That makes me sound like one of those people, I know.

I told you already that we have a new house. It’s a great house: well-built, in a great neighborhood with enough space for all of us. Did I mention that it has all of its original finishes? Which is great, if your house was built in, say, 1930. This house was built sometime in the 90’s when vaguely Colonial pink and blue wallpaper was evidently all the rage. It’s got the original vinyl flooring! I wish I had taken a picture of the 75-pound chrome microwave that I’m sure was among the first 5 ever built. This is all just a long way of saying the house is in desperate need of an update. Especially in the kitchen.


Why Those Soft Balls Should Matter.

Soft Balls

Unless you’ve been trapped under a pile of laundry for the past few days, you’ve heard of the NFL controversy charmingly termed “Deflategate.” To summarize, the NFL has been investigating, and has now confirmed that 11 out of the 12 balls used by the New England Patriots in their playoff game versus the Indianapolis Colts were improperly inflated. The Patriots won that game by a fairly significant margin: 45-7. The question that remains to be answered is whether the Patriots knew the balls were under-inflated, thereby making them easier to grip in the cold, wet playing conditions.



Moving Day

About a month ago, we downsized to a “smaller” home. I have to put “smaller” in quotations, because while it is smaller than the house we lived in previously, it is still significantly larger than every apartment and home I grew up in.

People often ask me if I “miss” our old house. A few years ago, if you had postulated this scenario I would have been certain of the answer – absolutely. I would miss my big kitchen, my yard, my closet, etc., etc. That was before. Today, I can tell you that the only thing I really miss is the familiarity with the house, my acquaintance with every sound, every room, door and window, and the nail in the doorway to the dining room that occasionally worked its way out of the floor just a hair and claimed a sock – or a toe. The house? No.


It’s been a while…

It's never too late...

So…what have you been doing for the last two years? I’ve been a little busy. In fact, my entire life has changed since my last post.

In short:

1. I got divorced.
2. I met the man of my dreams.
3. We got engaged.
4. I opened a business.
5. I closed a business.
6. I sold my big house.
7. We bought a (smaller) house.
8. I ran the NYC Marathon.

In list form, it doesn’t seem like a lot. Mostly, I feel like life taught me some important lessons – especially this past year. I (feel like I) have a better sense of what’s important and what’s not. I’m working hard toward simplifying my life, and the kids’ lives.


5 Rules For Sharing The Road With A Runner

Running at Dawn

When you’re training for a marathon, you have to run long. While your middle of the week runs may be anywhere from 4-7 miles, your long run will start at around 8 miles and work its way up to 20 miles or more as you get closer to the actual marathon. No matter how fast you’re running, 10 miles or more means you are out on the roads for a long time – eventually, upwards of 3 hours. Right now, I’m running between 10 and 12 miles for my long runs and because I don’t run these particularly quickly, I can be out there for a while.