So, in addition to working on the windows and working on various other parts of the house, I've been spending way too much time in doctors' offices, mostly trying to get my partner's meds adjusted. The newest addition has me feeling very hopeful--the day after they increased the initial deliberately low dose, she got up with the plan to surprise me by making pancakes, and I caught her in the planning stages.
Unfortunately, she couldn't find the special gluten-free and corn-free mix. Neither could I. I found the double-chocolate waffle or pancake mix, but as I'd had chocolate cereal two days in a row, we decided to use the directions on the GF flour bag.
But to do that, we needed to find corn-free baking powder, baking soda, and vanilla extract, all of which I thought we had. I found only one of them. (I maintain that there is no reason to have cornstarch or corn syrup in everything, but I appear to be in the minority).
I ended up cleaning out the whole closet, since I found enough stuff to relegate to compost that I could see just how dirty the walls of the closet had become. Washing the walls led to paint and plaster chips falling all over, so we scraped away all that was loose, repaired the actual cracks, declared that a bit of uneven wall was unimportant in a closet (at least until our visible walls are completely repaired), and painted the walls and shelves.
Once it was clear that we didn't have all the ingredients, I worked on the clean-out while she made the chocolate pancakes. Oh, woe is me--chocolate breakfast three days in a row. I think I can survive that, but if not, you'll be the first to know.
Oh, and I assured My Angel that despite it all, it was a wonderful surprise and I was very pleased.
Tomorrow, the paint should be dry enough for me to put all the stuff we're keeping back away.
Unfortunately, she couldn't find the special gluten-free and corn-free mix. Neither could I. I found the double-chocolate waffle or pancake mix, but as I'd had chocolate cereal two days in a row, we decided to use the directions on the GF flour bag.
But to do that, we needed to find corn-free baking powder, baking soda, and vanilla extract, all of which I thought we had. I found only one of them. (I maintain that there is no reason to have cornstarch or corn syrup in everything, but I appear to be in the minority).
I ended up cleaning out the whole closet, since I found enough stuff to relegate to compost that I could see just how dirty the walls of the closet had become. Washing the walls led to paint and plaster chips falling all over, so we scraped away all that was loose, repaired the actual cracks, declared that a bit of uneven wall was unimportant in a closet (at least until our visible walls are completely repaired), and painted the walls and shelves.
Once it was clear that we didn't have all the ingredients, I worked on the clean-out while she made the chocolate pancakes. Oh, woe is me--chocolate breakfast three days in a row. I think I can survive that, but if not, you'll be the first to know.
Oh, and I assured My Angel that despite it all, it was a wonderful surprise and I was very pleased.
Tomorrow, the paint should be dry enough for me to put all the stuff we're keeping back away.