Can you dig it?

After the Notre Dame game I went outside and started digging in the flower beds. Calling them beds was a stretch. It appears that at some point in the cottages life, there was decorative gravel, at least two different types of mulch, a black mesh weed barrier that didn't work, and lastly, a black plastic weed barrier that prevented the bushes from growing roots down, but did nothing to prevent the weeds from growing up.

I bagged up 15 Contractor trash bags of garbage and loaded them into the back of the truck. To my credit, I did remember that I was going to need to lift the bags into the back of the truck before I filled them completely.






It is now up to CMV to finish the flower beds as she sees appropriate. I am not much of a landscape designer, and I know enough to leave that to the people that know enough.

All Before the Game

  

  


My first job of the weekend was to cut install the wall boards in the front porch. I needed it to be ready to prime by Saturday afternoon. It took a lot less time than I thought it would. Very rarely do I have a project that is easier than what I thought it would be so when it occurs, it is important to recognize that it happened.

It is sometimes uncanny how things work out, and by some strange twist of fate, I was between projects about 3:00p.m., on Saturday. It just so happened that the Notre Dame vs. Penn State game was on at 3:30 p.m. We did a fast trip to Lowe’s, and I was back watching the game at 3:45 p.m. It was a great game. I don't want to give the wrong impression about what was happening here, i did get some work done. I had a chance to fill the nail holes in the porch wall with putty during halftime.

CMV Paints it

We drove up to the house on Saturday morning. CMV was armed with primer and rollers and set off to tackle the living room walls.

In some places on the outer walls, the old paint bubbled up when it came in contact with the new paint. After drying, the bubbles evened back out and looked fine. It was very odd. We thought that we were going to be forced to scrape and peel the entire room first.

After the primer came two coats of tan (I know that it has a name that is fancier than tan, something like Oat Straw or Mochachino, but I cannot remember what it was called) paint.






My description makes this project seem like it was a quick an easy job. I have failed to describe all of the preparation that went into the task. She had rough spots to smooth, holes to fill, and trim to remove. It was quite a chore, and it looks very nice.