Bedroom Drama

Well, we got the bedrooms torn apart and painted and that about killed us both. Neither one of us is used to doing anything but sitting on our butts, so we were sore.
Then Wednesday, I had to go to treatment and Cliff stayed home to wait on the carpet layers. They were late but got here about 2:30 and Cliff said they had the carpet laid in about 45 minutes. I hated to miss it cause that was one of the things I loved when I had Davis Construction was watching the carpet layers. It is such an art. But I digress. After they had it laid Cliff called me at treatment and said "the carpet is completely the wrong color. It doesn't match the paint color at all.: I about fainted. I mean I had gotten carpet samples and matched it to the wall color and mind you the carpet I picked was NOT the carpet that Cliff wanted. But my pick was a better grade carpet and a more feminine ( mine had a sculpted sort of leaf pattern cut in the pile while his was a checked design cut in the pile with a little touch of color in the square. The wall color is sort of a khaki brown and Cliff said the color of the carpet was translating to a gray with an under tone of purple. I was just sick as I am VERY particular about making sure the carpet and wall color is in the same color family so that it just sort of creates a background for the room decor and doesn't fight with the theme or draw the eye away creating tension in the room. So all the way home I was just fuming. I mean since I have been on chemo I screw up everything I touch. I can't cook, I can't think, I lose everything, I mean I can barely go anywhere by myself that I don't lose my keys or purse of something. It is really crazy , this stuff really interferes with your thought process. So by the time I got home I was resigned to

1. Buying new carpet AGAIN.
2. Stopping all work on the house till I was finished with treatment.
3. Bawling
4. Peeing my pants while repeating above.

When I pulled up in front of the house Cliff has a left over piece of the carpet laying on the carport and when I saw it it looked fine, just a hair darker than the wall color, When I saw it, he must of saw the look on my face because he said, " I know, it looks like the right color but in the house, NO". So in the house we go and the minute I saw it, I could see what he was saying. It was weird. In the sun light that came thru the window, it was the right color, but in the natural light it changed hue just a hair. But, I knew once we had all the furniture in and the rooms dressed ( you know like theatre set dressing) that it would be OK. Only two anal retentive construction Huns like us would have even noticed. So the day was saved and the rooms look beautiful. I will take a picture when the new window covering and new interior doors come in next week and it if finally really done. Goes to show that you would think I had lived long enough not to panic over something so unimportant, but as you can see, the maturing process continues!!!!

We are going to Colorado this weekend for Cliff to help his cousin Greg with a plumbing project. He must really like his cousin because he is missing the Daytona 500 to help him and I didn't think he liked anyone that much. Ya learn something new everyday. It should be fun as I really like Greg and Rhonda . Plus I will get to see my Alecia. Cliff is going to be busy so the says he doesn't want to get Cheyenne and upset her for such a short time, but we will see. I really want to see her too. So it's off to the cold country tomorrow and back on Sunday!!