Moving in to this house has been a battering of projects. They are not "oh, we will do this eventually" projects. They are "we have to do this NOW" projects.
We are trying to finish up the laundry room project so we can have hot and clean water. Also, so we can do our laundry. You can't wash your hands here, you can't get water from the sink to cook with, you can't do dishes and we can't do laundry. No baths for my filthy kids. No shower for James to take before going to work. We are camping.
Our friend James tiled our floor for us. He wasn't supposed to do it by himself but that's what wound up happening. My James was busy packing and unpacking. Word to the wise, moving with a 7 month old is gonna s l o w you down. James did a great job tiling, it looks real nice. Now my James has to get it sealed, grouted, water heater installed, and install the washer and dryer.
Okay, so what about the other projects? Well, a few posts ago I told you I spotted mold on the ceiling of the garage. Yeah. It's gotten worse. James made a rule that no one uses that bathroom. Well, someone, I won't name names, broke his rule. So instead of pulling out the trees growing into our foundation, instead of fixing our stairs, instead of creating a deer proof fence, instead of anything else, we must now open a can of worms and fix it. A nasty, potentially barfy, can of worms. Oh. Joy. Just in time for summer!
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