Adding Insulation in the Front Office

We’ve got several batts of soundproof insulation, just waiting to be put in. And with the work I did previously, we were a bit closer to install.
We’ve got several batts of soundproof insulation, just waiting to be put in. And with the work I did previously, we were a bit closer to install.
Daisy’s been struggling a bit more, lately. She’s had some trouble with arthritis, and tends to favor one leg over the other… but lately, she’s been having difficulty moving around. In a few instances, she’s fallen over and hasn’t been able to right herself.
Liz and I attended a tasting tonight, at Warehouse Liquors for Single Cask Nation.
As far as independent bottlers go, we both have enjoyed a lot from Single Cask Nation – and were curious to try out some of their newer offerings.
In 2013, as we were cleaning up the basement, I found this old set of keys. Someone had left them on top of the existing duct work, and it took until then for us to discover it.
I made a post about it, citing the details on the keyring and the reference to the Reynolds Metal Company in McCook, Illinois.
And then I got a comment about it. And then another. And slowly, over time, people began stumbling across this post… and started to talk to one another.
One fun tool: a right angle attachment. I first saw one of these from Bob, back in 2016, when he was working on a complicated fitting. And again saw it earlier this year, when he was squeezing in some tight ducts in our basement.
“Bones, sinking like stones
All that we fought for
Homes, places we’ve grown
All of us are done for”
“The mask? Because we were never ugly
enough. Because our ugliness was epic.”
I was (pleasantly) surprised to see a slogan of “Love for all, hatred for none” on the side of a semi-truck. Looks like this was a vehicle from Advance Trucking Solutions, Inc.
We all had a late dinner, and then ended up playing a cooperative murder mystery game at the dining room table.
This went on for a bit longer than we expected, and towards the end of the night… someone realized that the sewer line had started to back up into the first floor shower.
I have to say – the kitchen was a scene of utter chaos. And I absolutely loved it. People moving around, jostling, yelling for space and help. A bustle of activity and collisions and it was just so glorious to witness.
You may gauge the holidays on the meals that are served. But for me, the pleasure and measure of it is in the preparation. A house is full of love when its kitchen is full with motion.
Didn’t end up taking any photos today. A fairly uneventful kind of day, all in all. Liz and I continued to work remotely. By mid-afternoon, I left to run some last minute errands (day before Thanksgiving, trying to hit stores before they close). Liz has been super busy with work, and basically worked a full day.
In the late afternoon, Liz called me over to the window. But did so in an urgent, hushed voice. Just outside, there was a small group of deer grazing on the yard.
Two nights ago, Liz and I heard a deep sound late at night. We were both somewhat surprised – it sounded like someone slamming a door in the distance, but muffled. We didn’t make much of it, as it happened once or twice after midnight.
I stood in the hallway for a while, trying to listen for the sound to repeat. But after 10 or so minutes, went back to bed after not hearing anything.
With a bit of dinner, a fireplace going in the background, and Sherlock on the TV. This isn’t the best photo, but captures for me the moment. Relaxing on the couch, warm and full, watching a favorite show on television. A lovely evening.
It’s the weekend! And while Liz has a ton of work work to still do, we headed out to take advantage of the Saturday. Because a weekend day means we can put in time for a long run (without having to wake up crazy early).