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April 8, 2004
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After the low point of last
weekend, the psychological boost of getting the cabinets delivered and
starting their installation was huge. It's a lot more exciting to
see your kitchen appear than to be able to say, "Look, the walls are
textured and primed and ready for paint! Oh boy!"
And yes, that is a not-so-fine layer of white dust over everything in the room. |
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I preferred the concrete
rubble in the backyard rather than the front, as I'm sure the neighbors
did too. But the good news is that this means the backyard
continues to be cleared for the next concrete pour. And the pile
will be trucked away shortly.
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One last patch job
(requiring wallboard, taping, mudding, texturizing and priming) in the
evening kicks us out of the house again for dinner. Local
restaurants are offering us frequent diner cards by now. |
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Last time it was Dancer,
displaced at the bottom of the stairs. This time it's Doug, and
the only place he can find to do his homework is on the stairs.
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