It’s 2 months now, July 25, that I’ve been living like this.
You know how much I like order and clean, remember my minimalist, pure-white condo?
My office looks like that, it’s the only room that’s finished. Figured I should focus on the part that pays the mortgage.
But like, Friday I worked from it… while a guy worked with a sawzal in my den.
Living like this is reeking havoc on my mind.
The “To-Do” List never shrinks, and there’s a new urgency to it, the “Before the Snow Comes” List…
… I travel a lot and used up my newspaper vacation time for Targa… to go from 1 bill a month to 20 woah… next up is learning everything about hot water tanks and softeners…. if I don’t soon gravel my driveway it’s going to become “press car mud pit of despair”, and wow this home-owning thing is a steep learning curve.
Look at the deplorable condition of my floors * But here comes another trade through, what is even the point anymore.
Finally this weekend I escaped the air mattress though, into a real bed.
And I have a ceiling again.
Had to cut the kitchen apart to insulate the attic, that was Phase 1 of winterizing-the-cottage-I-bought. Drywall dust gets into eeeeeverywhere eh.
The purple stuff: that’s the insulation! It’s spray-foam, so cool, weighs nothing, is highly effective, and helps increase the structural rigidity of a house, even.
Blog tag = house
