I’m embracing poop talk, living with a man.
A wonderful man, who feels free to discuss his movements and encourages me to discuss mine.. ugg.
So we moved into the cabin (still on Qaudra, about 5 minutes up the beach). Lots of love required but it’s becoming a snuggly nice place to live. First was the ripping out of carpet in the bedroom AND bathroom. That’s right people.. carpet in a 70s wood cabin bathroom. So the second Corey left for camp.. you imagine correctly that this is what I ripped out…
Bye Bye mouse Poo and revolting carpet. Man, carpet nails and such are a b*tch to get out. So glad my fake floozy nails are gone.
Then came drying the floor boarding, sanding it, mopping it and painting it (with one of the MANY cans of green ash ~puke~ paint that i found in the woodshed). Reno cost? zero.
and while we develop rapport with our lovely, elderly, slow to make changes land lords.. we will settle for this..
MAKE SOMETHING EVERY DAY