When I saw this, I got really excited. It’s amazing to see the room in this state, as the walls have never been this insulated or this protected ever. I know we’ve still got more work to do, but this was really encouraging.
An old slide. I wonder if these things slipped down from upstairs, from behind the fireplace?
This felt like cheating, but at the least it was sincere and heartfelt (and better than what I had previously). On paper, it’s kind of a lame proposal. But I feel like it went better in actual execution:
Wait, I hear you asking… if you’re taking the photo, who’s driving the boat?
We left a little early this week, to spend a long weekend in Whitehall, MI, with Kirt and Anne at their new lakehouse. Liz and I both worked from home on Thursday, then hit the road around 4PM.
Lately, I’m wrecking shirts faster than I can keep them clean. Though for tonight’s task, I got particularly dusted up.
Part of the work involved prying loose some wall studs on the other side of our bathroom closet. These pieces were pretty nailed in, and required using the Sawzall to cut through the nails – which Liz did. She also spent about 20 minutes prying the pieces loose by hand, and was pretty well beat by the time I got home.
When I met with my doctor, he put me through several strength tests. And tried to see if pressure in various spots hurt (it didn’t). He then asked if, around the time I first experienced my symptoms, whether I had performed any repetitive motions.
In looking over the photos on my phone to do some blog updates, I found a few images I didn’t expect to see. When I saw what they were, I yelled out “Dammit!” but Liz was too far away to hear.
After work, Liz and I suited up to continue work on the office ceiling. To be honest, after a full day at the office… the last thing I wanted to do was get all covered in dirty insulation. But we were working off a new schedule, and wanted to stay on track.
So… this thing is still in our backyard.
Made a big push today, and got the rest of the guest room floors up. With much of the ancillary side work out of the way, all that’s left was to just power through getting the remaining floorboards removed.
Apparently, I won some award back in 1992 – the Arion Foundation Award for Outstanding Musical Achievement? And it’s posted somewhere in my old high school: North Central High School, in Indianapolis, Indiana.