Commitment 

Commitment. 
It’s that feeling you get as soon as that bar is locked over your lap, just before the roller coaster starts moving. 

You feel it when they put that paper hat on your head just before surgery. 

No turning back, mister. You’re COMMITTED. 

As we were once we sunk a bit of cash into that double wide on Six Little Acres. 

But committed we were and committed we are. THIS, our contractor said, is going to be awesome. 

He really did say that. And I’m so excited now that we are getting the electrical done. Next is sheet rock, painting, flooring and the new kitchen. 

And then we get to move all our stuff in. 

Today we ordered the stove, fridge and all cabinetry for the kitchen. 

Can I just say I have a LOT more fun shopping second hand than new? Well I do. It’s the whole repurposing thing that I love love love! But we had to buy all new cabinets for the kitchen and let me just say I did not enjoy that process. I will love the kitchen, no doubt- but- as Momma used to say,”I’ll bet a dollar to a donut” I’ll find a whole kitchen for sale at a thrift store just minutes after installing these. That white piece is a drawer sample. I’m FINALLY getting a white kitchen! The perk here are the Corian counter tops. I picked out the cheapest one and it looks like sand so that will go well with my industrial chic / vintage nautical decor. 

That flooring sample there? Well, it MAY be the flooring that goes throughout the house. Not sure. Right now we bought enough for the bathrooms, just to see how we like it. We are going cheap on flooring and decide later if it really means so much to us to replace it. 

Windows. 

People. I hope you never have to buy windows. Ever. We are THOUSANDS into the windows (22 of them) and all I can say is they better never, ever let anything pass through that isn’t sweet sunshine and fall color. 

Storms? Lightening? Nope. I’m getting a refund. My house. My windows. My rules. Right? 

Ok, so maybe I won’t get to change out windows when icky weather rears its ugly face BUT I can close the blinds, right? One must take power where one can get it. 

Back to committing. 

Today I bought the hardware for the barn doors that slide.  Ohhhh. THAT was easy. The toughest part is waiting for them to be installed. 


I also bought a new mailbox! It’s white and will perch on a fancy white post. WHO KNEW I was a fancy mailbox post girl? I sure didn’t. 

Here’s the old one. I can’t even. 

Will it hold mail? Yes. Is it about to fall over? If those storms I mentioned earlier decide to drop in, this thing will most certainly fly like the wind. 

So I got this one 

I’m gonna spiffy it up when I get to my Silhouette. Oh yes I am. More on that later. 

So today we sit on the front porch at Six Little Acres, listening to the hammering and drilling that will make way for electrical wires. Next week it’s Sheetrock and paint. After that it’s flooring. 

We are getting there. 

Oh- one more thing- Brother Dave stopped by to see the new place! Sis Barb and her hubby Paul did too. But here’s my handsome bro and yours truly: 

Thanks for stopping by!

Be blessed! 

Kathy Bo 

PS: if you’re curious what’s on my shirt, it’s the Isle of Man TT Race. There really is an Isle of Man. Google it! 🙂 

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IKEA farm sink

I can’t even say how long it has been since I first wanted a farm sink. What is a farm sink? I dunno, but my definition is a very large apron sink. 

I found one online at IKEA and fell in love with it, but actually getting it was a huge challenge.  Once I ordered, I found that you cannot do some very basic things once you’ve surrendered you hard earned money to IKEA. 

You cannot track an order on the IKEA website. 

You cannot access your order. 

You can do nothing towards seeing what you have ordered. 

What you can do is call the 800 number. 

I called IKEA and held on for 23 SOLID MINUTES before getting a human. 

I told the human, “Wait a minute. This is 2016! We’ve been tracking orders for a hundred years!” 

Human was not amused. 

I had an email – not an order confirmation- oh no- that sort of thing apparently is too high tech for IKEA. The email showed it had shipped, via some carrier, and it gave an order number. I gave that number to Human. 

“It has shipped,” Human informed me. 

I was now into about 28 minutes to find out what I already knew. 

I was told to call the shipper to get more information. 

I called. I was told immediately that the sink was broken- or lost- and IKEA should have gotten with me to replace it. There was a faucet too. It was going to be held for the replacement to arrive and they would ship together. 

Oh happy day. 

Well, except that I now had to go through all that IKEA customer service call stuff again. 

We were in the process of a mega move. Why mega? Because: long story. Trust me, it will make you cry. Ugly cry. I’ll save the whole sordid tale for a night out where ice cold low carb beer flows from a tap. Then we will laugh and laugh and laugh. In between bathroom breaks I’m really funny when I get ice cold low carb beer on tap. Really funny. 

A few calls later and my sink was on its way. It finally came, amid a bit of drama (full disclosure on cold beer night).


Isn’t it adorable? Joanna Gaines uses these all the time on her Fixer Upper show. 

But as fabulous as my 108 lb, 36″ sink is, it’s just a fancy birdbath unless you have a faucet. 

And my long-awaited sink/birdbath needed a really neat faucet. One just like this:


And that happened to be the one that is, to this day, waiting on its sink in a dark corner somewhere on a loading dock. 

So I called IKEA and got a REAL human, one who clearly excels at everything IKEA and without a doubt is an overachiever in life. She is probably also cute and will be cute even when she is old. 

I liked her anyway. 

So much so that I asked for her supervisor so I could share how helpful she was in getting my replacement faucet on its way to me. 

IKEA may lack what most third world countries have in decent customer service, but I still love their products. Even better are their meatballs. But that’s when I’m fortunate enough to be able to actually go to the IKEA store and not order online or by phone. 

Imagine the length of time to get meatballs delivered. I’d starve. 

So the sink is here and the faucet FINALLY shipped 8 days (7 to 10 was the timeframe) after I called. It is actually paired with a tracking number and FedEx will bring it on Friday. 

I’ll post a selfie with it on social media and only readers of this blog will have a clue about why I’m posing with a faucet and a smile. 

It will be a great story to share. At least if we have some cold beer first. Then it will be hilarious. 

Thanks for stopping by and God bless!

Kathy Bo