Flashing and fumes

The weekends just aren't long enough. This used to be because it didn't seem like a long enough break between work weeks. Now it's because we don't have enough time to get done what we need to get done. The rat hole takes up a lot of our time, and we still need to keep up with our chores around our current place. Funny how dishes and laundry sneak up on you. Oh well.

This weekend we did not end up showing our place. Oh well. It gave us a good excuse to clean up, I suppose. We did buy carpet, however. Hooray for remnants and discounts. We liked our carpet place. The service so far has been good, the price was right, and they're installing it on Wednesday. I think it's a blue-gray color. We'll see. The installer fella came out yesterday and measured everything. He seemed really nice and cared about his work. He appeared disappointed when he found out that we didn't really care how well he installed it, since we're basically just using it as a dropcloth until we do the electrical and the walls and install our hardwoods. So far so good with the carpeting, and then we'll only have the gutters to do before we can get our money out.

We also purchased flashing and slipped it under the edges of the shingles on the roof to protect the wood until we get the gutters in. I spent a good portion of the afternoon on the roof. I tried to sweep it while I was up there, but too many branches and leaves were actually frozen to the shingles. Stupid cold weather. It'll rain soon enough, I guess, and that'll take care of that.











Today we finished painting the master bedroom, so once the carpet's in, we could move in, except we won't. It seems like an actual, liveable room. It seems CLEAN, and I feel good about putting my clothes and furniture, and even sleeping, in there. We're pretty happy with it. We also primed several doors, which filled the house with fumes. Lovely. It's funny how toxic chemicals in the air, even through a respirator, can dehydrate you.