Siding the house…this is something that won’t be done anytime soon. Oh the dear, dear weather. How treacherous it makes this work. You either can’t side well because it’s above freezing and the ground is mud, or you try to side when it’s below freezing and it’s so cold the pieces of siding actually break when you try to nail them to the house. Continue reading “Hey Guess What? We’re Still Siding”
Month: January 2015
All the Soffits and Fascia
Just a quick little update:
All the Soffits and Fascia are officially boxed in and complete on the house….whofta! Continue reading “All the Soffits and Fascia”
All That and the Kitchen Sink
Four years ago, when we first walked through our now home with the relator, I was super impressed with this sink sitting in the basement. Continue reading “All That and the Kitchen Sink”
Those Worthless Beams
So…funny story.
While working away in the basement, Tyler noticed something strange.
I had been charged with removing the nails from the main house’s subfloor-in the basement. The previous owners had pounded nails EVERYWHERE in the floor to use as “hangers” or “mounts” for wires, garden tools and all sorts of other crap. Continue reading “Those Worthless Beams”
Tearing Apart the Old Shelves
There was a rather large old shelving unit in the basement of the house. On it sat cans of paint (probably decades old) as well as some old glass jars and tin caning lids that were rusted. My job, on this particular day, was to take the shelves apart, but keep the large wood pieces intact, because they could be used again. Continue reading “Tearing Apart the Old Shelves”
Never Take A Single Breath for Granted
It began with a strange smell or scent in the air. A sixth sense I have. Then some sneezing and wheezing (a whistling sound when you breathe in). Eventually my lungs start itching. It escalates quickly….far too quickly. It’s an itch I can’t scratch. My fingernails want to claw deep inside my chest cavity and break open my ribs, when in fact my lungs aren’t itching at all. It’s my body. My body warning me that I am not getting any oxygen to my lungs and into my blood stream. A wimpy cough comes out. It’s not deep, it’s a not cough from deep down inside my gut. It isn’t wet with phlegm or even dry and hacking. It’s shallow…it’s breathy. Oh geez. It’s my asthma. Continue reading “Never Take A Single Breath for Granted”
The Garage Window

We got a great deal on a window for the garage. Consumer’s Lumber had this window….the glass in it was cracked. We were able to purchase said window for just $40 (with the replacement glass) if we replaced the glass ourselves. Continue reading “The Garage Window”