The carnage...

I can't believe we've been here for more than a month. Seems like just yesterday we were unpacking the very full shipping container...  (note the facial expression!  There is a guy walking buy on the street when I'm geeking out taking pictures, and I think Chad is trying to say with his eyes: "I tolerate her.")

We knew we were going to have work to do. The 'whipped cream' ceilings, the wallpaper, the carpets etc etc. But we weren't expecting for major plumbing jobs. What are we - new??
Here, in answer to the question, "How are you settling in?" is a short photo essay.

Nothing says love like duct tape in the shower!!!

Stay tuned for the bathroom saga.  And no, I didn't find a super cute dresser at a thrift store for $4 and transform it into a gorgeous vintage-chic-chalk-paint miracle. *&^! 
I went to Home Depot and paid cash for all new vanities. We are on a time crunch here. The pink bathtub and growing mould factory is so gross that we have to force the kids (and to be honest, myself too) to shower. We are the great unwashed... Chad hasn't shaved in six weeks and I just wear a toque permanently. You can call me Relic. 

In our defence, we have had three hockey tournaments, unpacking and carpet removal happening around here. And I just finally broke down and went to the doctor yesterday to find out I have bronchial pneumonia. So, the improvements aren't speeding along as hoped, but we are all fed and clothed for now! Bring on the antibiotics, hot tea, more naps and a little plumbing fairy. :)