The house is moving right along. It needed some TLC, so we're giving it the love before we move in. House decision-making is interesting. Questions like - how can we cheaply fix [enter myriad of general housing problems]
Home repair is well ... stressful, but not very stressful. I once heard that home renovation is worse than med school, but so far, home repair is about as bad as flossing. I just jinxed us ... didn't I? Perhaps we owe our restful nights to our cruise-y contractor who ... well ... must have been an Australian surfer in a past life. Back when I was traveling, one of my favorite lines came from a full-time snowboarder at Whistler who mid-afternoon proclaimed "there's a lot of day left" and then he proceeded to talk about whether he should "invent hacky-sack gloves" so your hands don't get cold while you're kicking the hacky-sack ball with your foot. I digress ... again. Anyway, here's a shout out to George our contractor and friend.
There's a lot of night left, but I'm still going to catch some zzzzz's.
Oh yeah.... no one used sand paper ... really.
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