Okay, so the renovation continues as we strive to organize our schedules, material purchases, grandkid wrangling and, oh yeah, employment, in which to sustain ourselves. It gets a little complicated.
Our daughter, Amanda, dreaded our construction projects when she was a teenager...we had built two complete houses; one in Fairplay and one if Larkspur. Her enthusiasm, in those days, was seriously lacking and it seemed it was her hobby to try and sabotage our efforts to finish those houses. Today, she's grown and I suspect, feeling the effects of guilt...Now, she jumps in and wants to do it all, regarding fixing up this little house. She won't even let her husband help...he gets to stay home with the kids. Her first task...tearing out walls. This house is over 50 years old and has sat vacant for 3 years. It has acquired, let's say, some added character along the way. So, to prepare for this heroic venture, she put together her own impressive hazmat suit, which includes duct tape, trash bag and respirator. Let the walls come down.
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