zygotic habitat restoration; or, I need to stop letting my research encroach on my post titles

It appears I haven't posted in nearly a week. Lest you think that completing my defense would lead to a period of sloth and indolence, let me assure you that I have, in fact, been working my ass off. You see, the in-laws are in town for a week or so, and because our town isn't exactly a tourist mecca, we've instead heartlessly put them to work on the house. Specifically, the four of us have been carving out a little space to accomodate the zygote's growing assortment of belongings.

But this is no easy task. It astounds me how much square footage is required by someone who right now is about a foot long and weighs somewhere around 1/100 what I do.

Turning our second bedroom into a suitable habitat has been a surprisingly far-reaching endeavor. For the past three years I have grown accustomed to having a nice little study where I can procrastinate watch dvd's spend way too long blogging get lots of productive work done, so making room has required some creative rearrangement.

So now the study will be in the basement, in a room that once held everything we didn't know to do with. After a little bookcase-building, a little freecycling, and a lot of elbow grease, for a study we now have a nice empty little box with 7-foot ceilings and some sewer pipes running through it. As long as the crumbling plaster on the exterior walls doesn't give way, it ought to work out alright...

But I must say it has been nice having help finishing up all those projects left on the back burner for so long. As I write this my father-in-law is installing a light over the kitchen sink, which I've meant to do for a year. The wiring here is a little on the funky side, so I'm keeping my ears peeled for screams, explosions, etc. coming from the other room.

Safety first, after all.

Also, having replaced some ancient lead plumbing, we now have a working bathroom sink for the first time since we moved in. I must say this has taken a little getting used to. I still find myself leaning over the bathtub to brush my teeth.

So everything is finally falling into place, although at some point we might want to figure out a new place for the cat to hang out.

       

Comments

[samantha jo campen]

OMG I love that crib where did you get it????!!?? You have to post pics when the nursery is done.

Yes, it is frightening how obsessed I am, but I live kinda far away so no immediate threat.

[zygote daddy]

Ah yes, it's Bratt Decor's Dick crib, which I first saw on Daddy Types a while back. It was an unbelievably difficult task trying to find a crib with clean lines that was neither cheaply made nor cost a thousand bucks. This one certainly fit the bill.

[Kaz]

Get used to the cats getting into anything that is the baby's.

Our younger cat used to love sleeping in the bassinet when the baby wasn't in there.

[Henitsirk]

Got to love freecycle.

Our cats liked the bassinet for naps, until the baby came. They they stayed the hell away from that crying, wiggling thing (the baby) and its bed. (Don't worry, I don't call my kids "it", that's the cat talking.)

[the weirdgirl]

Ha ha! My cats used to sleep in the crib too. Then they moved to the changing pad.

[Kaz]

Ha! that's right, I forgot ... our one cat went through his changing pad phase, too!

It is strange, the one cat who sleeps on all my daughter's stuff is the one who won't come anywhere near her.

Of course, her yelling every time she sees him doesn't help...

[Mom101]

I am well familiar with the cat in places she is not supposed to be. Good luck with that one. (Although hopefully yours is a bit less...er, agressive...than mine)

[Papa Bradstein]

Great work, all. Way to go, in laws. The Zygote will feel very welcome. We're storing 3B's dolls in his crib for now, so Barky won't take them over as his own, which he does when we leave them in reach. No idea what we'll do when 3B has to actually use his crib. Perhaps create a mobile with them. Yeah, in my copious spare time.