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.
The last thing I remember on the TV was Jordan Peele, accepting an Oscar for Best Screenplay. Or something like that, as I was rushing up the stairs to go throw up.
I started off the meal with a martini and a dozen oysters. Had a second martini with my steak, and it was quite delicious.
By the time we finished, we had hit our goal of four rows. Anything more, I think, would have been too taxing… as Liz and I were both moving slower and slower towards the end. So at least now, we have a solid sense of how much work we can reasonably get done in one “session,” whether that’s a week night or weekend day.
I woke up at one point in the night, when Liz gave me a slice of cheesecake. Which I ate, and then promptly went back to sleep. Woke up again shortly after midnight, when someone in the neighborhood set off some firecrackers. Kissed Liz. Then fell asleep again.
With us having just gotten back home yesterday, Liz and I were reluctant to suit up and begin work on the house again. But after a late breakfast, some Star Trek, and a review of our Google Calendar plans… we realized we had a strict schedule to keep to.
I’m excited to share video from that event, where I had the good fortune to kick off the show. While I’ve done a lot of these short talks before – I decided to mix it up a little more this time. My answer to the question “How Does It Work” involved me singing. Well, a few “me’s” singing. It’s a little hard to explain.
I picked up where she left off, and mostly dealt with the demo that arched upwards at an angle. Given the position of it all, there was no good way to really do the demo without being directly underneath everything. And so I took a bath in debris and dirty insulation. No avoiding it. Just tons of crap coming down on my head. Totally gross.
After work last Friday, I headed over to the Hideout for 20×2 Chicago. The question for the night was “How Does It Work?” and I was one of the presenters (whose task it was to answer the prompt, in two minutes or less).
Found this while scanning through old photos on my phone. My wife is a troublemaker.