The Great Property Search Continues
Here’s an idea: Spend two days eating sugar-laden Christmas treats, then take all that extra energy, put it in a car, and drive around in
Here’s an idea: Spend two days eating sugar-laden Christmas treats, then take all that extra energy, put it in a car, and drive around in
Immediately after I bought (and briefly dated) this old chicken coop, I started scouring the internet for some big industrial vintage casters. Let me tell
I’m still working on the plans for Hillside Cottage, but one thing I know for sure is that I won’t have a closet quite the
I’m just going to admit right now that there has been more than one time in my life that I straightened out a bobby pin
During the Great Migration of One-Thousand Tools that has occurred over the last several weeks, it became clear to me that this… Was lacking a
Have I mentioned that it’s been a while since I lived in a house I didn’t own? Seven years, to be exact. And out of
I always feel a bit so-so about the pictures I submit to the Family Handyman with my tool articles… shockingly I don’t actually like looking
The one fun thing about moving all of my tools thirty miles up the road to a new place was the fact that I found
I'm not interested in a mediocre life. I'm here to kick ass or die.
Back in 2004 I started writing about my adventures in fixing up houses on the internet. A lot of things have changed since then, with me, with my houses, and with the internet. These days I am basically a cranky old man trapped in a slightly less old woman’s body. The internet has changed and I am staunchly refusing to change with it. You won’t find any algorithms here, or feeds, or ads, or social media. Just good old-fashioned stories about a woman drinking beer and building shit, and living an unexpected life.
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