There’s nothing like having a few gaping holes in the perfectly good exterior walls of your house during rainy season to make you fully appreciate
It may have taken over a year, and several material swatches spread out on the floor of the paint store that resulted in conversations that
With a weekend alone, I had big plans for my tools which included fencing, drywall, trim, winning the lottery, and retiring early. Apparently I was
DISCLAIMER: I am not a professional carpenter, woodworker, or crown molding hanger. I’m just a girl with a dremmel, some rotozip bits, and a miter
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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