
Did a photoshoot on Sunday with Daria. Probably won’t release much from it until her project is done, though.

Did a photoshoot on Sunday with Daria. Probably won’t release much from it until her project is done, though.
Please keep in mind that this post is more than 6 years old. Who the hell knows what I was thinking back then?! Damn kids... get off my lawn!
One of the more disturbing things we found in this house was in the basement. A few weeks after moving in, we were checking out things down there. We’d sealed some doors and pumped in some expanding foam in a few holes. On our way out the back door, Heidi asked me to take a look at the window that was obviously behind a flap in the waterproofing that covers the walls. “What condition is it in?”
“Um… not there.”
“What?”
“It’s not there. There is no window there.”
“Well what’s there?”
“Nothing. It’s just a big gaping hole to the outside.”
Seriously. A hole, in the foundation, big enough for an adult to crawl through. All the renovations on this house. All the work. All the add ons. And they never fixed this hole. Completely bypasses security, locks, doors, everything.
Well, as soon as we were able, we picked up a window at Community Forklift. We framed in the window sill, and installed the new window. Â It’s now as secure as any other part of the house. But it’s still probably my number one WTF moment so far.



On a more positive note, we  also installed a big 4′ x 8′ pegboard in the basement for easy storage and access to our tools. We probably should have planned ahead, though, how we were going to get it into the car to get it home.

Please keep in mind that this post is more than 6 years old. Who the hell knows what I was thinking back then?! Damn kids... get off my lawn!
You’re going to mess up sometimes. But the good part is, you get to decide how you’re gonna mess it up.
— Marilyn Monroe
Please keep in mind that this post is more than 6 years old. Who the hell knows what I was thinking back then?! Damn kids... get off my lawn!