Walking through the door to the house to find a significant number of interior walls gone. And a big pile of rubble in the middle
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
…and… The roof on the existing house (2x4s that were sistered together on the top 3 feet) was not adequate, so it had to come
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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