I realize, now that the finish line is in sight, that I should have been documenting the renovations to Ft. Bachelor over the past couple of months. I'm trying to get the old girl ready to sell within the coming weeks and it's been a lot of work. You don't realize, living alone as an unmarried male, how easy it is to let your house go overtime. You spend a few years ignoring the little things until eventually you've got months of work on your hands. Here's a little rundown of what I've been working on since late July (I have no doubt most of you won't read this list, but I'm putting it there for me more than for you):

-Hired electricians to fix a couple of wiring problems and install new lighting fixtures.
-Hired a plumber to fix a busted pipe and replace my tub fixtures.
-Replacing a large chunk of water-damaged bedroom ceiling with Sara's step-brother, Nathan.
-Replacing a chunk of drywall where my stair rail pulled away from the wall and caused some damage.
-Replacing the door frame to my outdoor shed.
-Cleaning and re-netting my gutters
-Cleaning out my shed
-Cleaning out my attic
-Throwing away tons and tons of crap that I haven't used in the last year or was hidden out of sight.
-Getting Nathan to re-tape and re-mud some ceiling joints
-Lots and lots of mudding and sanding
-Tearing up the ceramic tile in my kitchen and then scraping away the grout and concrete
-Lots of sweeping and dusting due to all the sanding and tile work
-Weed removal
-Cut down a tree
-Hired a guy to cut down another tree and grind away the stumps of both trees
-Planted several bushes and a tree out front.
-Re-mulched areas in the back yard and front yard
-Hung new shudders on the lower level of my house (I need new shudders for the top too, but I'm gonna hire that out)
-Moved most of my possessions into storage
-Cut and installed new molding work around my fireplace.

Painters are coming in later this week. Then new linoleum and carpet get put in. Then after some minor woodworking and touch-up painting I'll be putting this thing on the market. Woo Hoo!

None of this, and I mean absolutely none of it, could have been done without my friend Bryan Carter. He has been an invaluable source of information, advice, resources, and inspiration to get it all done. I'm gonna owe him big time after this. My hope is that one day he'll need a kidney and I can give him one of mine. Then we'll be even. Or maybe a lung. Can I live with just one lung? Probably.

Big thanks also has to go out to Nathan and Chris - both of whom stepped in and helped me with jobs I couldn't get done on my own. And by "helped me with" I mean "performed by themselves." Thanks guys.

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If I were you, I would hold on to both of my lungs....who could forget the cigarette sickness of '07?  


Good point. That cigarette probably damaged my lungs beyond all repair considering how sick I got. Bryan's not gonna want one of those. I'll reserve my spleen instead.  


you can live with one lung, my grandad did...until he died of pneumonia (so maybe not a great idea).

I hear skin graphs and bone marrow are in vogue.  


this is from bryan...
thanks for your kind words but you can keep your underdeveloped lungs!  


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