Squirrels in the Attic

I thought I'd start blogging my adventures in homeowner hell in an attempt to get back on track with my Heritage House. I've been sidetracked way too much by work and problems with vehicles, and now that the annual Christmas panic is over, it's time to get something done around here.

Today I went to the hardware store and got a third utility knife. I think the second one will turn up eventually, but I've pretty well given up on the first. I manage to hang onto hammers and other things that people lose, but I can lose a utility knife inside of a week. I think I get this from my father, who owned four drill keys (none of which we could find), left a flashlight in the attic, and a screwdriver in the bottom of the furnace. I used to laugh at him, and now I'm the one wandering around and muttering "where did I put it this time?"

There was some good news; the attic isn't anywhere near as dirty as I thought it would be, and Lowe's still sells the cabinets I planned for the kitchen over a year ago. I screened over the open access panel in the attic to keep the squirrels I suspect have been coming in, out. Now when I hear little furry feet scampering, I can feel more certain they are on the roof, and not actually in the house.

I've come to the conclusion that I'm going to have to take some of the overtime money I've earned at work and hire some things done, or it's never going to happen. I'm definitely going to have to hire the attic ceiling redone because I'm clearly in over my head there (ha, ha). I want to get going on the kitchen though, while Lowe's still sells the cabinets I want.

First I need to get all these boxes of phone equipment and other items from work distributed to the right offices, because right now it's like a freight warehouse in here. It always comes back to work...