End of Summer Snapshots
It was a gorgeous and productive couple of days at the Liberty house this weekend, and I really want to tell you guys about the
It was a gorgeous and productive couple of days at the Liberty house this weekend, and I really want to tell you guys about the
I have this habit of browsing around for things I want to buy for the house online and then leaving the tab open on my
Call me crazy (that would be a first, right?) but when the new door was put on the workshop last week, I basically thought I
Here’s the litmus test for whether or not you’ve completed a successful “old barn wood” project: Are you still picking splinters out of your hands
Instead of finishing, say, removing the last vestiges of wallpaper from the upstairs hallway, or beginning some other project that would be a logical progression
I just spent three hours laying in bed, staring at my ceiling, mentally demoing and reconstructing the closets in the master bedroom (think: barn doors
Have I told you guys lately how much I love you. Love. My favorite thing about the internet is knowing that there are a whole
When I woke up this morning I had a garage that had one operable garage door, one inoperable garage door, and one missing garage door.
No, no, I did not fall off the plank and down a flight of stairs while painting the upstairs hallway ceiling. That sound you just
So listen, this is what happens when you make a joke to half the Internet about only needing a guy around to wash your dishes…the
I was going to say that if this time last year you told me I’d be living on six acres in the middle of nowhere
Saturday marked the sixmonthaversary of signing my name on the papers for Liberty House so that I could officially call her home. Unofficially I may
I don’t want to give anyone the impression that it’s all “oh, look, I’ve never roofed a donkey barn before but I gave it a
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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