Kinda Crappy

Everything is the same. No problems that you don’t already know about. Well, maybe one. But I was low energy and a bit glum. Maybe it was the sleet. Maybe…

The Greening of Maine

Back up to the house today for four hours, the two of us plus Homer and Annie. Annie is still in recovery from her spaying, but seemed sprightly enough to…

Retrenching

The new phase resumes tomorrow: Hard-core gutting. Mark, the pro-builder friend of Marsh’s sister who is advising me on certain matters, will now come by on Sunday. I aim to…

Comings. Goings.

There isn’t much traffic on our remote road, but what there is tends to slow right by our mailbox. Some drivers, perhaps, out of curiosity for the new activity at…

Workin’ It

Got out early with Tim, and arrived chez moi about 8:45, ahead of the dumpster delivery. As it turned out, well ahead of the dumpster delivery. It was raining, and…

Lower-Key Sunday (Really)

Note to self: Do not stay awake all night mentally rehearsing all the demolition and renovation, and then get up too exhausted to actually go do it. Spent part of…

Quantum Surprise

Somewhere, a radioactive element will decay and throw off a particle, resulting in my certain astonishment. Until then, it’s like this: Each new contractor we speak with pushes the envelope…

The Thaw

A first: today I went up to work on the property NOT wearing my longjohns. (You might ask, how can you tell which property is not wearing your longjohns? Well,…