Two houses are for the confused and misinformed...

or that's what having two houses to manage has led me to believe. If you decide to take on the endeavor of living in one home while fixing another, remember to not expect to have luxuries such as clean clothes, timely mowed lawns and adequate levels of toilet paper. The latter is a sad, but true story that requires frequent use of expletives. I'll pass on that one for now.

So, we now have fresh paint, finished ceilings, resurfaced hardwood floors, green grass and a new bathroom sub floor. With help from a friend we ripped out some rotted flooring in our master bath and laid new wood down. Perhaps the grossest part of my week was when I removed an ancient urine soaked wax ring of death from around the base of the PVC after we removed the toilet. This was my first experience with toilet rings. It reminded me of grilled pineapple, though strangely did not taste like one. The room looks great now, but I know what's under that toilet.

We plan on getting the majority of our move completed this week. We'll be stealing a van and a moving crew soon to send our things to the new shack. We'll keep you posted soon (and more frequently) on our progress.

Later,
Aaron