Cranes and Cervical Effacement

It went a little like this:  

  • Busted seal, cranes, replacement glass, doesn't fit, they try to make it fit, glass everywhere, 2nd replacement pane almost doesn't fit, I am praying I don't go into labor, it fits, it works, they leaves, no baby yet.

This is the building we own and currently live in.   There are five units (of which we occupy two).  I dream of the day when it is all rental income.  But in the meantime, it is mostly outflow.  Gotta love something built in 1878.  (Think new roof, widows, lead paint, old pipes and everything is uneven.)  Does this sound like work?  Is this really my hobby?  I think I need to re-define some things :)

Speaking of AMAZING house/building/project blogs.  Have you read THIS ONE?  Isn't she WONDERFUL? Her writing is hysterical and the project is fab.

 

So Lost the Damn Smoothie Blog Post and Then I Lost My Shit.

Kindness (something bitches can also try)