All told, we started a bit before noon and finshed up closer to 7:30 PM I want to say. A really, really long day. I think for the other rooms, we may want to split this work up over multiple days, just so we don’t have to marathon it again.
She’s working for the first time with wood epoxy, wood hardener, and doing a lot of custom work to give a lot of time and attention to this very neglected door. I don’t know how old it is, but I’m sure it’s up there.
Liz, continuing to put in the time, working in the basement and prepping yet another transom.
Going down a path in the Nichols Park Wildflower Meadow.
Liz was excited to shift over from working on doors to windows, and started in on a transom from one of the upstairs doors.
Liz made an observation earlier in the week that we aren’t getting much exercise at all. And I tried to give a thumbs-up in agreement, but that felt like too much effort so I just nodded instead.
As we were sitting in the driveway, looking at our lawn… I pulled up some old photos of what the backyard used to look like, when we moved in. It’s such a stark difference, and hard to believe how rough it looked, before now.
This was another night where I kept at the computer doing work work, but Liz suited up to continue working on the house. In the form of continuing to strip one of our doors.
With a few dry days behind us, and a few dry days ahead… along with the phenomenal weather we were expecting this weekend… Saturday was an outside work day. On the docket: touching up the fence and painting the garden boxes.
Despite it being all video and a little laggy… it still felt nice to once again hang out. Something we really haven’t done in a long while. We got to talking and joking towards the end, and it felt a bit more “normal.” Or as normal can feel, done entirely via video.
The space on the other side of our bedroom. We got some loose insulation placed back in the floor, and got another plywood board down. Our goal is to clear this area so we can work on putting up my drywall on the other side of the bedroom wall.
I’m not sure when it happened, but I was overcome again with a feeling of dread and despair. I haven’t felt like this since the first 2-3 weeks of the Coronavirus, and much if my emotions kicked up again.
After doing another pass with the lawnmower to get all the thatch picked up, I overseeded the yard with more Black Beauty grass. We’ll see how well this helps, but it’s nice to have rain coming in the next few days.