OSH & Patience

OSH. Orchard Supply Hardware. I've been there three times in the last 36 hours. All three times I returned something that didn't fit or work. Lesson learned: Buy two things that look like they might fit, then return the one that doesn't. Good thing OSH (smaller than Home Depot, but definitely more approachable; being a green homeowner, I'm all about approachability) is only a half-mile away. I now own these things from OSH:

WELCOME mat

cordless drill (Kawasaki)

3/8" flat head wood plugs (for prior cable guys drilling in floors)

outdoor vent 

fly swatter

tool box

sandpaper

garden hose hanger
Grants ant traps

The list goes on and it will surely grow by week's end. For the last two weeks I've also been putting things together around the house and my back and fingers need a little WD40 every morning. Here's what I've assembled:

baby changing table/dresser

crib
travel system stroller (just the wheels and trays)

dollhouse bookshelf (for Blondie)

white stacking bins (for Blondie)
Playhouse (for Blondie)

Lucky Blondie, huh.

This list isn't too bad, but this doesn't include the minor annoyances I've had to fix or hang:

toilet paper holder

hand towel holder

crawl space cover

stucco foundation vents

my own holes in the wall from being an amateur (buying a real drill helped)

Enough is enough. For now I'm finished. On strike. Relaxing. What I've learned through this process is that I need to be more patient. Our house isn't going to be the way we want it for a long while and I need to come to terms with that. So. I have. And we bought a turn-key house, though built in 1954, I can only imagine buying a fixer or one that needs a lot of work. Coming to terms with being patient has allowed me to do other important things, like play with Blondie more, hang with Wife, and write. 

But I do have one nagging issue to resolve. Anyone know of a company that cleans out spider infested places, like Bomb Shelters. More pics coming soon...

...unless baby boy shows up in the next 48 hours.

Patience.

Picture: Baseball practice in the morning. Playhouse assembly in the afternoon with a rush to finish before Blondie gets home. 3-4 hours later = exhausted. (PMM - those gray/black socks are for you!)