Saying Goodbye: First Time Home-Seller Reflections
Well, the time has come my story-book house on Garrison Road… It’s been almost 6 years since I took the plunge and bought my first
Well, the time has come my story-book house on Garrison Road… It’s been almost 6 years since I took the plunge and bought my first
Oh, and a check that will help put a roof on the new place, but other than that… Actually, what happened was I stole this
If you follow me on Twitter, yesterday you got to preview both the good news, and the part where for the second time in my
Two weeks ago my life could be summed up like this: I had people from Florida coming to look at my house in 3 weeks
Another project on the list of “things I should have finished in the last five years but didn’t” is the half-bath in the basement of
Maybe I should clarify that first part. “Last big project for the next two weeks at Garrison” is probably more appropriate. For the uninitiated, Garrison
With the dates for the Hauling Ass Tour of 2010, and ground-breaking for the house bearing down upon us, I’ve begun repeating the coming weeks
Excuse me while I go put my head between my legs and breathe into a bag for the next ten minutes. Because this house saved
Spending some quality time sitting on the basement steps waxing philosophic about life and/or paintchips has become a part of my daily routine over the
Granted, I have burns on two of them, and twin bruises on my shins, but MysteryMan will tell you I can sustain those kinds of
As you can imagine, I used the long weekend to my advantage, working 10 hour days between the Memorial House and Garrison Road. I actually
First completed project of the year! Here’s how I did it… Materials: 48 lf. of rough sawn cedar 2×6’s (I got 3 2×6-16′ boards) 12
As always, stories that end up with me demolishing the hell out of something start out with, “What happened was….” So. What happened was… I
I bet with all the Red Pepper deliciousness on this page you thought I forgot I owned power tools, but fear notpeople, despite the rapidly
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