No Stress

"Fully 95 percent of your emotions, positive or negative, are determined by how you talk to yourself on a minute-to-minute basis. It is not what happens to you but the way that you interpret the things that are happening to you that determines how you feel." - from the book, Eat that Frog by Brian Tracy.

It seems like such a simple statement, but it is SO true. Could we be stressed to the max because we just ripped out our basement and we're less than 4 months away from the biggest life change ever? Yes. Could we complain that everything in our basement is currently taking space in the baby's room? Yes. Could I stress because I come home and see a huge hole in the ground? Absolutely.

However, this gets us nowhere. Instead, we're motivated to finish because when this little guy comes and turns our world upside down, we want to be ready to devote 100% to him :o)

Plumbing. Yipee!

My tub. White. American Standard (love the brand). Deep. Wonderful.

And the toilet. American Standard. Cadet. Space Saver. Elongated bowl (a must for the dudes).

Adam turned the bookshelf into a nice organization station for his plumbing needs.

Door becomes a work table. Notice Yuengling in the forefront of the picture.

He has no idea what is happening here. We are doing quite a job to his mad pooping space.*

Gravel from the hole.

Adam's dad let us borrow his big a$$ air compressor.

2x4's and 4x6's; a must for framing.

*Mad pooping space = when the dog gets mad at us (for leaving the house or some other unspeakable action), he poops in the basement.