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Sorry peeps...I had to add word verification, as I keep getting all of this ^&*( blog spam whenever I post. I realize it's an extra step, but please don't let it slow you down from posting comments. I love them!
This is my new blog to update whomever is interested on my comings and goings. For the time being I am sure it will be much about the house I just bought. Read, don't read, whatever works for you...I guarantee nothing. :) Cheers!
Sorry peeps...I had to add word verification, as I keep getting all of this ^&*( blog spam whenever I post. I realize it's an extra step, but please don't let it slow you down from posting comments. I love them!
This is a tree that was at the corner of the garage. It was grown over the ground so you couldn't see much underneath it. We knew there was some trash there, so Dad started cutting away branches so he could get to the trash (the tree is being removed and the stump dug out). When he started digging he found the huge pile of rocks (in the background) and an old Ford transmission (in the foreground) along with trash and a variety of metal crap. Apparently this is where Fred (prior owner) threw everything he didn't want anymore.) :)
So I have begun contractor time. The plumber was out for 2+ days, but now I have good hot water pressure in all taps but one. Gotta have him back out. Lucky Logan, the plumber man. Meanwhile, after I removed all of the ba-gillion cabinets in bath #1, I realized there is a pipe coming out of the wall on an angle going into another wall, only shows about 6-8” and guess what? it’s leaking. And no wonder, there is a big hole in the bottom of the pipe. Eek. Hello Mr. Plummber, come on out to visit again. This of course does not count having them come back out to install and fix all of the fixtures, once I have walls. J
So last Sunday, we started tearing out the ceiling, you remember, the one that had the big flippin' hole in it. Turns out plaster - ick. Very heavy, messy and hard to bag up to get rid of. Besides the fact that plaster is held up with wood slates, called lathe that are full of nails and bite you when you grab them and try to bundle them up.