Don’t get me wrong, I love it. I love, love, LOVE it. I love having it, I love looking at it, I love how it echos. I do not love the dust. Not at all. In fact, I hate it. Yes, I know, hate is a strong word, but I do. I really do. I hate every speck of that horrendous dust. Having had most of the downstairs done, the dust is literally everywhere. It’s on all of my dishes, my coffee maker, and my dry food. It’s in my fridge and under my covers. It’s disgusting. BUT! It means I’m that much closer to paint. Which means I’m that much closer to floors. Therefore, I practically have my trim put back up. And if that’s true, then I basically have my kitchen, too. Continue reading
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Since my last update, when I revealed my finished upstairs bathroom, things have happened – go figure, right? First, maybe most importantly, and definitely most exciting, I moved in. I’m living in what I call the “apartment” – aka the bonus used-to-be-a-store room. It’s not ideal. I don’t have a real kitchen yet, and I have to go upstairs to use the bathroom, but I live here.
This holiday weekend allowed us to make leaps and bounds on the house! I finally had a Saturday off from work, Dad took Friday off for a four day weekend, and Mom came out Saturday, Sunday, and Monday, too. One of the biggest things that’s been happening but I haven’t been blogging about is electrical work. The house was full of a mish-mash of cotton-clad aluminum wire and romex. We suspect that the cloth-covered wiring in the house was from when it was first electrified — perhaps in the late 40s or early 50s. The connections were soldered and covered in cloth electrical tape. Continue reading
The same principle applies to man, otherwise he too will sink back into the soft ground and becomes swallowed up by the world of illusion. – Sai Baba
So, we had some work done on the basement. Let me remind you of what it looked like when we started this adventure.