Each time I leave the bedroom and go out into the hall, I notice the spot on the carpet looks more sunken and definitely bigger (currently it fills our entire doorway.)
I KNOW the subflooring is going to be more money. LOTS of money. But I also know they will be done and I won’t have to worry about them anymore. With all of that behind us, may Roland not be coughing anymore and I won’t feel so tired. I am quite certain that we have a mold problem $$$$$.
One of the main reasons
that Roland had chosen this week and last week for vacation days was that we
had someone lined up to do our floors – however the flooring I wanted was not
available and I wasn’t willing to settle for the grey sampling he’d
brought. Perhaps I should have. Perhaps
they’d be at a finishing point by now. Maybe not.
We’ve been planting and building fences that will hopefully keep the chickens out. The hens like to dig holes to plant their behinds. I don’t know how we’re supposed to weed with the fencing there. Kind of a pain to bend over.
We did not make it to the beach as Jenna had hoped.
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