Saturday, March 28, 2009

Episode 10 - The Twenty Seven Year Itch

Saturday - Juan should be here any minute to help me rip out the old iron drain pipes and install shiny new plastic ones. Also going to move the cleanout that pokes through the backyard and is guilty of dulling my lawnmower blade on more than one occasion.

M drove up and paid for the cabs. Juan called up sick; no plumbing 'til Monday. Wired sconce at back door and dining light switch. Rough electric is now finished. High five! Got most of the insulation up with M's help. I am reminded of a time when I was building a hotel in Palm Springs. This company had hired a bunch of illegals to work cheap. Turned out some of them were sleeping on the property. We were working in the attic one day and found a place where, yes, one of them had relieved himself. The bummer for us was having to work in disgusting conditions. The bummer for the culprit was, according to the evidence left at the scene, he didn't know the difference between toilet paper and fiberglass insulation. That was over twenty years ago. Wouldn't surprise me if he walked bowlegged to this day.
To John and Noriko's for dinner. Always a good time.

Sunday - Is there anything more frustrating than a slooow internet? Shopped for a dining light, found nothing. Why so hard to find a light? Then to Upright Citizen's Brigade to see Tad and team do improv. Great show. High Five Tad. Plumbing should be roughed in tomorrow. Cross fingers.

Monday - Again no Juan; got called in to work. Breathe iiiiiiin. Breathe out. Tomorrow for sure. Headache. Not good. Maybe wine will help.

Tuesday - Wrong turn down Frustration Road. Need to get back to the Get It Done Expressway. Could use a Garmin about now. So I could smash it and feel better.

Wednesday - How quickly things change. Stucco finished. Plumbing stubouts finished. Wall insulation finished. Houston, we are ready for drywall.

Thursday - Began patching the ceiling and drywalling the soffits. Ceiling most likely will not be perfect but will do the best I can. Juan should be here tomorrow to finish the plumbing. M invented a new dish: Sushi Casserole. O.k, so it's not new, but it might be the first time someone called it Sushi Casserole.

Friday - No Juan. Had to work again. Says he'll be here tomorrow. How's it even possible that I could be not the most important thing in a person's life? Any person. Astounding, really. Gonna begin more drywall now, but if Phil calls to meet for beers, I could be persuaded.

Barely got started on drywall when Phil called, making beer not an option. Hey it's Friday. Will attack drywall tomorrow. Now to Souplantation where the question remains: Just how much salad can one person eat?

... to be continued...

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