Monthly preview update

I’ve managed to both feel disgustingly productive AND get some rest this week. I’ve tackled multiple projects from the comfort of my corner of the couch.

  • I’ve made two hats out of the secret Santa yarn, although I still haven’t made one for myself.
  • The Christmas decorations are packed away and I’ve bought next year’s wrapping paper. After Christmas clearance is the best time to buy Christmas cards, wrapping paper, ornaments, and etcetera so I did just that. 😁
  • I have done my 1st workout with my tai-chi DVD. It was brief, because I realized I was going to have to write programs in my brain and create muscle memory in order to not get frustrated that I was struggling to actually do the forms
  • Season 2 of “Travelers” has been binge watched, as has the rest of the available seasons of “Fear the Walking Dead”

I’ve also managed to deal with a backlog of things on my “want to do” list.

  • I canned some more hot sauce using the recipe The Ecofeminist pointed me to
  • I got caught up on laundry. For now, at least, since I’m sure Sunshine will be coming home thus weekend with a literal metric fucktonne of dirty work clothes that have to be washed and dried right fucking now because they’ll be going back out of town with him Sunday evening.
  • I cleaned out my truck somewhat, but have yet to work up the nerve to go dig that rotty cantaloupe out of the bed. I’m very afraid of it.
  • I’ve culled a few garments I know I won’t wear, and moved a few more to my holding zone to see if I miss them or can donate them.
  • I also bought new (to me) pants.
  • I gathered hickory nuts from the backyard. It’s free food, and nuts are good for the health goals my doctor has encouraged me to strive for.
  • I started clearing out my future kitchen. The guy who’s building our custom cabinets is scheduled to come this weekend, so I have to make room to move appliances into place. I also had to clear the floor so we could map out the footprint and take measurements and all that shit.
  • We made a list of things for Rude Ass to do and got him moving forward on those projects. We even made a plan to get it warm in the house, since Rude Ass said it can’t be cold in there for the application of the top coat for my reclaimed wood walls.
  • I obtained a pair of giant square pillows to stuff inside the pillow covers I’ve asked Tia to make for me. I got a killer deal on them at this little local place Mr B turned me on to

All in all, it’s been a more productive month than I expected, and we’re not even halfway through yet.

I’ve surprised myself at my ability to continue making decisions about…. Well, everything. Without running into decision fatigue. Hopefully, that continues throughout this weekend and my consult with the cabinet guy. Thank heaven, the cabinet guy is also a dear friend. He won’t get frustrated with me if I do stall out mid-decision, and he is someone I trust enough to listen to when I get indecisive.

Now, I’m off to get dressed and get some shit accomplished before I have to work tomorrow. Hope you wonderful people have a beautiful day!


House from found objects

We are expanding the footprint of our shop at work. The boss has been doing some major cleanup.  Like, REALLY cleaning up, instead of just pushing all the junk to the back of the property and forgetting about it.

I had been wanting to ask him about one certain piece for a while. This past Sunday, I found it on the loaded trailer heading to the landfill. So I stole it.

Yes, that is exactly what it appears to be. A store fixture bench for trying on shoes. Laying on its side. Because lazy.

I’m going to have Rude Ass do a little cutting and welding and turn it into a storage ottoman/coffee table with a giant cushion on top. The next door neighbor has a friend that does upholstery, so I can get any kind of cushion I want. I’m thinking something utterly ridiculous, like purple velvet or purple faux fur. I also think a nice coat of matte black paint would do wonders for it.

It definitely keeps with the theme of “house from found objects”, doesn’t it? 

Leave it to Mr B…

When Mr B came over for his morning cup of hazelnut coffee, he remembered he had something in his truck for me. I went out to retrieve it, knowing only that he said “it will be obvious what’s for you”.

I found these

and they fit.

He said he was sitting at a red light and saw these booties on the ground. He opened the door, leaned out, grabbed the booties, threw them over his head into the back seat of his truck, closed the door, and barely missed having his arm and door smashed off by a vehicle blowing past him in the next lane over.

I’m just glad he & his truck came out of the incident unscathed. Now, I’m off to find some foot fungus spray to make sure these booties are cooties free!

Fab Find

Our neighbor is an antiques junkie. When I helped her with that estate sale for that property she inherited, I spied an old medicine cabinet that I thought was awesome. It didn’t sell, so she took it home. When we started building our house, I asked her how much it would take to buy it from her. She told me to come get it when we were ready and we could have it.

We’re going to install it into the bathroom over the vanity. Sunshine thinks it’s awesome, so great minds DO think alike.

Weekly progress report: baby steps

Rude Ass got started on installing the plumbing fixtures in our shower. It took some creative problem solving since we were using bits and pieces from two different boxes. The rain shower head is chose came in a box with the tub filler and the temperature control valve. Since we have no tub, we aren’t installing the tub filler. That created a problem, because the diverted that tells the water which place to come out of? Is on the tub filler. Rude Ass came up with a solution that we actually kind of like, because it’s a little bit weird, just like us.

Yep, he put a red outdoor faucet knob in our shower to control waterflowtothe rain shower. He also got a button that will control water flow to the handheld shower head. He got the washing machine connection done, and a valve for water to the toilet (in case we don’t go with an incinerating toilet).

Sunshine and Biff have been busy, too. The scratch coat has been applied to all the walls (except in the bathroom, where we’re still dealing with plumbing.

My kitchen back splash has been installed, and I think it looks amazing. 

It looks even better when there’s a fire going in the fireplace,  but I didn’t have my tablet down there to get pics of it. It’s an Italian, iridescent, murano glass mosaic that we snagged up when we got the opportunity to clean out a defunct tile warehouse some time ago. We also got some cobalt glazed tiles that will become the bathroom back splash, some textured (no slip) industrial kitchen tile that we’ll be using on the bathroom floor, and a small box of beautiful blue glass tiles that are iridescent  that we will be using in the shower niches. They’re only 2×2 or so, and there aren’t many, so sadly I couldn’t do a backsplash or anything with them.

Final note: While I’m sitting here at work posting this, Sunshine is at home working on applying the top coat finish to as many of the walls as he can get to before dark. I’m going to be scheduling up a few days worth of posts because our Internet is booked at home. If I’m slow to respond to comments, I apologize and ask for your forgiveness. I’ll surely have to do some catch-up reading with all the blogs I follow, once we have Internet at home again. I promise, I haven’t abandoned anybody. I’m just dealing with the shitty Internet issues that seem to come with the territory when one lives in butt fuck nowhere. 

Our next experiment

We’ve gotten it in our heads that our next experiment is going to be growing  pumpkins and gourds.

Hell, we already have a fairly rich stock of seeds, with more arriving every week thanks to my job. The downside to this is that much of that seed stock was buried in the muckheap of our compost pile. Our compost heap is filled with rotty pumpkins and gourds and fruits and shit, which gives it the unfortunate distinction of smelling like the runny tequila shits that spew forth from Satan’s bunghole the morning after a night of too many margaritas.

This morning, I suited up in some clothes I won’t cry over (much) if I have to burn them to rid them of the scent of Satan’s shithole and waded in. I wish I had gotten some pictures, but there’s no fucking way I’m risking dropping my phone or tablet in Satan’s tequila shits, so you’ll just have to use your imagination to get an image of me knee deep in rotty pumpkin juice and elbow deep in a giant pumpkin collecting the seeds.

While I was in there, smelling the insides of Satan’s colon, I took the opportunity to stabilize the fence panels that keep scavengers (mostly) out of our compost and condense the pile as much as I could with half a shovel and a hip injury that will never fully heal.

Of course, the minute I got done with all of that and closed the newly stabilized fence, Mr B came driving up on his big orange dirt mover machine (I mean tractor with bucket on it). I wasn’t turning down free tractor time just because I was calling myself done with the compost heap, and I opened it back up and let him smoosh and turn the pile. Some of the rotty pumpkins kept rolling away from his tractor bucket, so I had him back out for a minute while I jumped in and tossed them back on the pile to get smooshed. With no gloves on. Which would have been okay except for the damned maggot I felt crawling on my hand after I stepped back to safety.

Mr B got a good whiff of Satan’s morning-after tequila shits and filled his tractor bucket with some spare cellulose left over after his last E.P.I.C. experiment. He was on to something- -part of the aroma wafting forth from that muck hole was rotty pumpkins (which nothing can fix), but part of it was from having too much greens and not enough browns in the heap.

I still haven’t finished collecting all of the seeds. There are some gourds and mini pumpkins that I still need to split open and clean out. I’ll be damned if I was doing that without coming inside to get something to drink and whine to you guys about how awful I fucking smell right now. Besides, I need to do some quick research on how to properly prep these seeds to be stored until next spring.

Someone please send an emergency care package from Bath & Body Works, mmmkay?

Yet another DIY project

Yesterday, I was helping the boss get an area of the yard cleaned up so he could bring in some more firewood. I’m lucky I didn’t break an ankle of something, because he area is a disaster of logs, canvas signs, broken pallets, giant bins of trash, and fuck knows what else.

But that’s not the point of this post. This is:

I saw this pallet laying there and asked what he was going to do with it. He told that I could have it if I wanted it.

I didn’t see a broken pallet. I saw a towel rack for the bathroom or a blanket rack for the living room.

Now I just have to finish my coffee table and the candle holders. This pallet needs some repairs, and it definitely needs to be sanded smooth and sealed with some clear coat. 

When am I going to allow myself time to make Christmas gifts? I really think I’m insane or something.