On Loining My Girdle
Otherwise known as what we in my family call girding one’s loins, in fond memory of someone who once got his tongue a little twisted with very amusing results. The bathroom? It’s DONE. I’ve painted. There’s still some minor trim work, but it looks fab. And now, I’m loining my girdle in preparation for Steve’s insistence that we’re adding a second story.
In preparation, he climbed the roof to take pictures of what the views would look like. They start at the southeast and move north, west, and south in order.
And here’s looking down into the backyard:
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We want pictures of the finished bath!
The lake view will be lovely, but… can you make Steve sign a contract about how long it will take?