Wanna See My Wood?

November 18th, 2005 § Comments Off on Wanna See My Wood? § permalink

It took me a while but I finally sorted through the huge pile of wood that I salvaged from the summer kitchen. I pulled thousands of nails and now I have all this wood in my basement. My dad piled it neatly in the basement and now it just waiting for me to build something out of it…

Warm Tootsies

November 18th, 2005 § Comments Off on Warm Tootsies § permalink

The basement underneath my kitchen is a separate room and therefore doens’t get very warm. As a result, the kitchen floor is very cold in the winter. My dad and I used all the styrofoam insulation recovered from the summer kitchen to insulate the kitchen floor.

We managed to get 2 inches over the entire floor and anywhere we couldn’t get the styrofoam Dad went nuts with the spray foam.

PB1 is …. BB1?

November 18th, 2005 § Comments Off on PB1 is …. BB1? § permalink

The second bedroom is referred to as “Pink Bedroom 1”, or PB1 for short (it was originally a gut wrenching colour of pink). I had some extra paint leftover from the famous bathroom renovation so I get Dad to spruce up PB1 a bit.

It’s amazing what a fresh coat of paint will do for a room.

Although technically PB1 should be renamed BB1 (Blue Bedroom 1) after the paint job I’m going to keep the name PB1.

If I were to call the bedroom BB1 it would cause nothing but problems:

1) Would I have to rename it every time the colour changed?

2) If I call it BB1, that implies that there is a BB2, which there isn’t.

3) People are just learning which room I’m referring to when I talk about PB1 and calling it something else would just further confuse people.

So that’s my thought process for calling it PB1.

So there.

Switch

November 18th, 2005 § Comments Off on Switch § permalink

It may not look like anything worth posting about, but it’s a beig deal for me.


This is one end of a three way switch that controls the upstairs hall light. Up until a little while ago the switch was wired incorrectly; the effect being that the two switches had to be arranged in a specific combination to get the hall light to work.

Justin came for a visit and fixed it for me.

Lights out.

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