Breaks are meant for Stopping

To say life has been stressful lately would be an understatement. 

1. There is the lovely stress of work, being every analysts' favorite punching bag for the month has been awesome.  Being the front page news several weeks in a row has also been super fantastic (not me personally so don't worry about that).
2. Bryan's breaks went out on the X-tera (seriously I have hated that car since the day he got it - don't have a good reason just hate it).
3. The day after we got B's breaks fixed (lovely $750 well spent) my breaks go out... luckily I could tell something was up as I was rolling down my driveway and couldn't stop.  But the good news is the emergency break worked!
4. My daughter is 3 1/2 going on 16.  She is a shit right now.  It is awesome.

Sigh...............

The good news?
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I am waiting for it too........

Okay for reals though, my dad did come down to help!  The kitchen is now one great shade of gray.  The trim is all up and the cabinet boxes are completely painted!!!  Meaning  that hole in my wall where the A/C unit once was... and that lovely patch job Bryan did...GONE!!! My chandelier is now wired correctly with the lovely wires tucked up into the ceiling where they belong.  And my kitchen table looks great.

Dad also did take a look at my break situation... and it looks like I need a new master cylinder.  What is  that you might ask?  I had no clue either but I guess it pumps the break fluid to your breaks.  Mine doesn't.  Thank god for friends at British Pacific and the good friends who work there and their advice.  Guess all those horrible car rallies my dad forced me too paid off.... okay and I did look cute driving this little thing in high school (still trying to convince my dad that the TR needs to live in Minneapolis instead of Wisconsin but we shall see)....

So Bryan and I have been carpooling for the past month trying to make life work and trying to have fun with it.

We have sing-a-longs.  Michael Jackson, Shania Twain, Gotye, Queen, Wilson Phillips have all been butchered by me and my interpretive dance moves in the passenger seat.  Bryan just shakes his head, but I know he is secretly entertained.

I have seriously been trying to make lemonade out of the lemons life has given me lately but seriously I am about done.

So today I took it out on the stumps left over from Bryan's Lumber Jack days ..... I brought out the sledgehammer, the Christmas Tree saw, and the super duper loppers.  I was doing really good.  And then Bryan pulled up from returning movies... and he took my fun away... and took the sledgehammer away from me and started to pound on the stump (I was impressed) and that stupid stump went down!!!

Did I mention that I read somewhere that if you drilled holes into the stump and let the water collect there it would help the rotting process?  Yeah,  Bryan just looked at the holes and asked if I made them and just laughed.  I thought it was a good idea... but it really didn't help.  Oh well.

Now we have two large stumps to burn and two Christmas trees (we missed the Christmas tree trash day and they haven't made their way anywhere - I am ashamed- completely- but the bright news is that I am pretty sure they are dry enough for a good fire!)

Sigh,  I am ready for my luck to change.

Positive post coming tomorrow with pictures of the kitchen and maybe a few of the final touches that I am thinking about for the kitchen...

P.S.  I am so excited to paint the living room navy/royal blue but like my dad, and everyone in my family has said...finish a project before you start another one... so I am trying to stay on track!