No baby. Not yet. I expected the house to go past it’s due date, but never the baby. As I write she is five days over her scheduled appearance. It has been a rough and sleepless 5 days.
There has not been much to post about the house for a while too. Since the drywall went in, my focus has shifted from “What happens next?” to “When do we move in?” Little things do not have the same thrill. As the outlets and light switches appeared, I did not feel compelled to photograph them.
But today some of the fans and light fixtures were installed. And it has changed the feel of the house dramatically. The house has gone from a thing that might be a house someday, to a house with messy construction stuff that needs to be cleaned up.
I let the boys pick out fans for their rooms. I made no promises, but they picked out reasonably priced fans with a modern feel. They were put in today and the kids were very excited. (I just hope they don’t expect the fans to go with them when they change bedrooms.)

The fans we picked out for the living room and office were slightly on the goofy side (as are all fans available at Home Depot), but the glass on the light is great. They are in, and it is good.

Our Ikea lights are the best so far. The sconces look greater than great in the piano niche. (You can also see these in President Bartlet’s Air Force One Office on The West Wing.)

This morning our older boy helped me assemble the pendants for the dining room. They are glorious. I hung one temporarily over the bread machine for safe keeping, and that dusty bread machine now glows in our kitchen as if anointed by angels.

It is completely unphotographable. I’ve seen many bad photos of the Knappa and now I know why people point their cameras at it. This is my bad photo of it. It doesn’t begin to capture how beautiful the light coming from it is.
I have also been building the pendant light that will go over the stairs. It is a vase I picked up a few years ago. I had been laid off shortly after buying a house. I believe this happened to roughly 65% of the population of Austin in 2000. I bought it and said, “This is optimism. I will get a job, renovate my house, and hang this as a lamp in it.”
And so it will be.