Two Days Of Vacation Left

9:30 a.m. Attila goes back to work on Monday, two days of renovation vacation left. How much he will get done over the next two days has yet to be determined. When I arose last night at around 1:30 a.m., to use the facilities, Attila was still up and at it. I ventured into the garage to see how he was doing. There he was, sitting calmly just out of the rain, under the new rafters, smoking a cigarette, contemplating his handy work, and figuring out what needs to be done. I think he went to bed shortly after that, although I was asleep again, and did not hear him retire for the night. The rafters and sheathing on three quarters of the roof, the last section of roof in the foreground, which came down with the assistance of a winch, and the last bit of the garage open to the sky. The old roof had to be cut into sections, through more than an inch of tar based material (shingles and waterproof membranes), and two inch thick solid wood roof boards and supports. It took ten Sawzall blades, and a lot of pain, to cut the old roof into … Continue reading

Tired

1:32 p.m. Working late into last evening, Attila’s arms gave out before he could finish installing all of the sheathing on the installed roof rafters. It was after 9:30 p.m. when he threw in the towel. Yesterday was his big push day, and his arms bore the brunt of the big push. In the wee hours I awoke to find him up and about, the pain in his arms was sufficient to prevent him from sleeping. After taking a few Ibuprofen, waiting for 30 minutes, he returned to bed, and slept soundly through the rest of the night. I arose as usual 5:30 a.m., and planned on awakening Attila at 8:00 a.m. However, the telephone rang at 7:30 a.m., a call from the dumpster company wanting to come and pick it up today. Well NO! Since Attila is handling the dumpster situation, I roused him to speak with the person on the telephone. They are picking the dumpster up on Monday, which is what Attila arranged with them in the first place. The woman was fairly aggressive about picking it up today, Attila wasn’t having any of it. This morning the rest of the sheathing was installed on the installed … Continue reading

Welcome Summer

7:45 a.m. Well, here we are, the first day of summer in the northern hemisphere, planet earth. Glad to be here to see it! If you are reading, glad that you are here to see it (or the first day of winter for those of you in the southern hemisphere, planet earth). Isn’t it wonderful that we are here on this beautiful planet! After almost no sleep the night before last, I slept soundly for seven hours last night, a sleep marathon for me. I arose at 5:30 a.m., and got busy baking a batch of banana/pineapple/coconut muffins, while the hydro was at its least expensive. Two bananas were threatening to escape to the compost pile, but I captured them and turned them into delicious food. I feel like the goddess of the hunt. This morning I have paid bills, and sorted out some filing. Morning coffee was enjoyed, with open windows, a lovely breeze, and a freshly baked muffin. I feel I’ve welcomed summer in fine style. Attila is still sleeping as I write, soon I will awaken him. This morning I will be taking a run to the building centre to pick up more Sawzall blades. There are … Continue reading

Another Demolition Day

Last night I could not sleep. At 4:30 a.m. I finally drifted off, only to awaken at 7:30 a.m., not because I had to, only because my being decided not to sleep. I am feeling overwhelmed by this renovation. I arose, opened most of the windows, then hopped in the shower. After puttering around until 9:45, it was past time to awaken Attila so that the day’s work could begin; he worked until 11:00 p.m. last night. Rain is forecast for Friday night, and Saturday, which adds some pressure to the enterprise. His day began with a cigarette and a coffee on the back porch, then a change into street clothes and a trip to the building centre to buy more Sawzall blades. I was sent yesterday to buy them, but the type he requested were not in stock, and I dared not choose a substitute. He is doing a terrific job on the garage roof. The project possesses him, he lives and breathes it right now, as I knew he would. There is no room here for relaxed conversation, and even finding time for a shared meal some days. The project will not be completed by the end of … Continue reading