Tag: never-ending house stuff
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Lessons in Living from ‘The Gentle Art of Swedish Death Cleaning’
Last week kind of got away from me. It was eventful. Our cats chased a mouse from the screened in porch (we have a crack under the door) and into the house during the final Vanderpump Rules Reunion episode. This has happened once or twice before, and usually, my live-in mouse remover/exterminator XFE takes charge…
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One Week in the Life of a Patio
I am so sore. So, so sore. Lemme show you why. Yes, I’m sore from drinking beers. No, sillies. This is what our backyard USED to look like: So yeah. It was a small plot of grass with some rose bushes along the perimeter. But here’s the thing: We’re not rose people. Or even, grass…
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The Gas Man Cometh (and Yet, We Still Have No Working Stove)
This weekend was a weekend of promise. The promise of a completion of our sweet abode. The weekend where everything remaining on the new homestead punch list was going to be checked off with a satisfying finality. Alas, when homeowners make plans, the Contractor Gods laugh. There wasn’t much left, really. We needed speakers installed,…