True Value DIY Rescue Mission: Replacing A Trick Faucet
When I was in college, we had a faucet. And not just your plain old run-of-the-mill two-handles-and-a-spigot, oh no, we had a trick faucet. If
When I was in college, we had a faucet. And not just your plain old run-of-the-mill two-handles-and-a-spigot, oh no, we had a trick faucet. If
My poor mother hasn’t been able to use her master bathroom for a couple of months because I convinced her to take out the old,
Okay, so there’s one problem with asking someone who compulsively buys powertools and starts projects about whether or not you should: Rip out carpet Tear
Ah, the miracles of running water. You don’t fully appreciate it until you have to wash your dishes in a bucket with the garden hose
Intro Maybe you haven’t been around here long enough to notice, but I don’t generally take on small projects. Mostly not even regular sized projects.
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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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