Paddy O'Whiskers helping me pack 12/1 |
By noon we were heading to Alberta, just to install some overhead lighting and touch up the trim paint before having more carpet laid. When we arrived, it was way too cold to paint. While waiting for the heat to kick in, I asked Josh what he thought was under the shingle siding on our "foyer" walls.
Then this happened:
Every day at the Squat has turned into an emotional roller coaster of hope and dread, paired with exhaustion. I just finished scouring Craigslist for an alternative rental, but then looked at the pictures I've taken of the Squat and realized I'm way too determined and somewhat attached to give up just yet.
I just really hope that one of these days we get a freaking stove.
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