Sidetracked

In my last post I talked about he adventure of moving hay bales. A weekend that could have spent packing sand for a patio project turned into helping a neighbor instead. This weekend I was pretty confident I would get to packing sand but again it evaded me. The weather was fairly nasty Friday night and Saturday it was gray, overcast and humid. I’m the hope that things would clear off after lunch I headed to my mother-in-law’s after my workout to say hi and check on the status of her project. My husband’s aunts and uncle came down to help replace her patio door.

Well, her project went sideways and I got sidetracked. While she was aware that water was getting in places that it shouldn’t there was much more damage than initially realized. We ended up pulling up a bunch of the floor and re-insulating and replacing boards. The good news is it was discovered. The bad news is we didn’t get to start actually installing the new door until about 7pm. Nothing ever goes as planned, that’s a fact of life. The installation didn’t go well and we ended up securing it for the night and going to bed.

Sunday we went at it again and discovered that whomever added on the addition to the home she’d bought didn’t do a fabulous job. The porch had settled and the wall now ran down hill that we were attempting to put the door in. The original door didn’t come out well. We knew things were off kilter a bit but it was really off – about 3/4″ gap on one end. I called in a family favor and we got a second opinion. The decision was made to secure it but not permanently to allow us to circle back next weekend and jack up and reinforce the corner that is sagging to prevent further, long-term issues. Not only did I not get to pack sand for my project we may have just discovered that we need another weekend to finish getting her’s right. Geez.

The Price of Progress

So my husband and I don’t live in the same house most of the time. It’s the price we pay for our careers. That will soon end with our upcoming move to the north woods. Between now and then we need to put up field stone on the new house and get the current house market ready. So, the separation continues for a few more months. 

Tomorrow I will be spending my day doing home improvement projects, boxing up my life and cleaning. I might do some work work in between all that too. My husband will be spending the day with my dad laying stone. It is going to be marvelous when it is finished. There is such pride in being able to do something yourself, especially something so massive and decorative. It’s the centerpiece of our new home. I will be helping soon once our home in the city goes on the market. My goal – sell it in under 14 days.  

My husband will come home Saturday night with a truck and enclosed trailer. Sunday will be spent loading. That’s our one day together this week, then back to work. We are fortunate that we are both handy in different ways. You have to be a little resourceful moving to the country. The hardware store, the bank, the grocery store and the gas station – they are several miles away – not a few blocks like they are now.