Monday, April 12, 2004
Now I look forward to the start of the workweek because it signals an end to hard-core weekend laboring on Maggie's Farm. This time it was a bunch of landscape work at the "old" house, mowing the lawns ('natch), painting at the new place, and tucking away all the garage sale bounty that we came across on an innocent trip to the neighborhood coffee shop.
The patch job where the dining room ceiling caved in looks awesome. Why is it the easy things are turning out hard, and what I think will be hard is a piece o' cake? So, for instance, I've made about a zillion phone calls trying to get the surveyor and the lawyer — and their software programs — to connect, but the ceiling patch guy? He just came in, slapped up the Structurolite, and went on his way.
Another groovy item from one of the garage sales was a solid picnic table that I've put under the carport. It's where I imagine some alfresco meals and meetings as well as a place for the crews to sit and relax. These days there always seems to be a crew somewhere, doing something.
This week, the fab CDR crew is set to demo the kitchen and bath, which means I'm going fixture shopping.
The patch job where the dining room ceiling caved in looks awesome. Why is it the easy things are turning out hard, and what I think will be hard is a piece o' cake? So, for instance, I've made about a zillion phone calls trying to get the surveyor and the lawyer — and their software programs — to connect, but the ceiling patch guy? He just came in, slapped up the Structurolite, and went on his way.
Another groovy item from one of the garage sales was a solid picnic table that I've put under the carport. It's where I imagine some alfresco meals and meetings as well as a place for the crews to sit and relax. These days there always seems to be a crew somewhere, doing something.
This week, the fab CDR crew is set to demo the kitchen and bath, which means I'm going fixture shopping.
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