I am proud to come from a long line of badass women
After I hit my vax date a few weeks ago, I flew out to see my mom, whom I had not seen in over a year.
I arrived to find a house in a state of transition.
My mom has decided she wants to redecorate.
For most people, “redecorate” means a little bit of paint, maybe some new furniture.
Not only is my mom painting, but she is also fixing the things that have bugged her since she bought the house.
What you see above is part of the process of her recentering and replacing the door frame at the bottom of the basement stairs. The builders did a crummy job and it’s always bothered my mom, so she decided to fix it.
A neighbor lent her the tools that she didn’t already have (my dad left a decent workshop) and she looked up the process on youtube.
Yes you read that right: My mother taught herself how to remove a door frame, recenter the space, which includes adding some drywall and/or plaster on the side to be extended and accounting for the UNEVEN WALL GOOD LORD DO ANY BUILDERS TAKE PRIDE IN THEIR WORK ANYMORE?, size the new doorjambs, miter the corners, and install them.
I, however, will be spending this holiday weekend reading books, watching movies, and eating bonbons.
I hope you enjoy your holiday as well, either as a productive chingona or as a lazy one.