Window Into My Reno Soul…


Just swam 50 laps to work off my frustration.

Up early this morning for a Come To Jesus meeting with THE contractor.

The punch list is so long I am thinking of turning it into a novelette.

Cleaned, unpacked, cleaned, visited my storage bin and the only highlight of yesterday was walking Finnley on the beach at sunrise.

Then it was rubber glove and Windex time.

Thankfully my high octane agent daughter pitched in between Zoom calls.

My down time was spent ordering furniture.

Alrighty then, onward and upward.

The goal is to get the albatross to rise up and fly, but not to close to the sun.

No over reaching..just a little help to get this renovation off the ground.


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