Pardon Our Mess

On Tuesday our floor contractor and his team started on our bedrooms. We are finally getting hardwood in our bedrooms! Goodbye carpet! Sayonara eyesore (actually, it wasn't an eyesore before Barry)! Once again, the whole process is a little bit more difficult due to living in a condo. Next to, on top of, underneath neighbors. We had to get the project approved once we decided on a contractor (we had four different bids from four different companies), we have to schedule the elevator to be padded at a certain time for materials to be brought up, we had to get the carpet removed off site (can't just throw it away in the condo building dumpster), and we had to notify our neighbors of the noise and smells to come.

Barry's spot in the living area. Those are all of his toys piled under his head.

Barry doesn't understand what's going on at all. He can't hang out in the bedrooms and
we're all crammed in the living area along with all of our furniture stuffed wherever
it will fit.

On top of all that we had to figure out what to do with Barry. Barry is a high energy, young, pit bull type with mild separation anxiety. We also had never taken him to a doggie daycare or boarding facility. We weren't keen on boarding him due to his separation anxiety and his strong feelings of hate towards kennels or crates. In a daycare facility, however, at least he would be able to run around and play with other dogs and not be confined to one spot. Even though we knew this week was coming quickly we still never scheduled to get Barry evaluated. You know, to make sure he's good with other dogs and people. I'm not worried that Barry wouldn't be accepted. I'm sure he would be. He's great with people and dogs. That wasn't the issue. The issue was finding a good place (reading reviews, finding out the cost, good facilities, etc.) calling that place, and making an appointment for Barry's evaluation. It just never materialized. I barely looked into it. I don't know why. It's not like I'm a procrastinator or anything. I just didn't.

Barry doesn't understand what's going on but he's cool as long as he can hang out with us.

Anyhow, Husband has taken off for two days to be with Barry and keep him occupied while the guys work and then the last two days Grandpa (Husband's dad) will come to watch Barry during the day. I mean, it's not like we can just leave Barry there while the guys are working on our floors. Had we done the doggie daycare our problems would be solved, but as I said, that didn't happen. So now, we have two mattresses and all of our furniture in the living area of our condo. We are crammed in and all sleeping next to one another. Grandpa, Barry, Husband and I all in one room together. Living the good life.

All crammed in. It's kind of like camping!