Embarking on a renovation requires some mental preparation. In addition to thinking about the end result, “the vision”, you also need to consider the dark side: living in a war zone, and knowing that something will go wrong.

This reality hit us in the face on Tuesday night. Christian came straight home from work to finish attaching the new plumbing pipes to our shower fixtures. It’s always those time sensitive jobs that never go right.

After hours of attempts, it became clear that we weren’t going to be able to turn the water back on. The tub was still sitting in the living room, we hadn’t eaten dinner, it was 10pm, and we wouldn’t have running water until the next day.

So, after an emergency water run to Loblaws at 10:20, we settled in for a late dinner of leftover lasagne. After an intensely frustrating evening, sitting down to relax for a few minutes went a long way. As we cleared up the dinner dishes, ready to head off to bed and leave the day far behind us, a knife slipped off the plate and landed on our 3-month-old glass coffee table….and in a nano-second, our beautiful table turned from this:

To this….

We were too stunned/ shocked / tired / overwhelmed to react. After ensuring that each wasn’t injured (we weren’t), there was only one thing we could do = go to bed. Yep, we took our crumpled spirits and left our smashed coffee table on the floor. I didn’t even have the energy to shed a tear of frustration.

Oh, and we did clean up the mess last night. Of course, Christian took the opportunity to show me some love….

See, it’s all about perspective 🙂