We are increasingly feeling like visitors in our own home. A rubbish removal guy came yesterday to clear the basement. Some other stuff from the porch stash went to the AmVets. Rita’s brother was with us most of the week painting the living room, dining room and basement. I almost don’t recognize the place anymore. And, as Jett noted yesterday, “I think there is an echo in here.”
We also had one showing from the “for sale” ad and a couple of phone calls from the “for rent” ad. Whichever produces a commitment first wins. When we know for a fact that the house will pay for itself next year, either by sale or lease, then we can work hard at getting rid of the remaining furniture and I can give notice at work. I hope that happens soon, because my heart is increasingly in NH with our new lifestyle.
But there are still some chores remaining. The big ones are the back deck repair and the hardwood floor in the main bedroom. I am hard at work on the floor and have passed the two-thirds point. But it is slow going. Ever board has to be positioned and stapled in place. And then I have to use a hammer and screwdriver to drive all the staple heads further down. Without that last step too many board crack when hammered into place.
Pictures taken this morning:
As for the deck, Jett’s son is flying in from VA on Tuesday to help. He is a carpenter by trade and will be immensely helpful.
With some luck (from the weather – it is supposed to be “unsettled” all week) and a lot of hard work the two big jobs will be done within a week or so.
Then maybe Jett can start to relax.
Well, it COULD happen.