We didn’t stay long, but I was still glad to visit this venue and try their Wassail cocktail, even though it was too “hoppy” for my taste.
It’s 3 am and already the plows have been by.
Dave and Devin came by yesterday to measure and consult on several “add on” projects: upstairs bathroom door, vermiculite removal, maybe a roof deck.
We watched the Bengals beat the Bills, which made me happy.
Ron has lost or misplaced his wallet. We looked in pockets, drawers, the truck.
I started moving boxes out of the sloping bedroom. From what I’ve read, Dave’s diagnosis of a cracked joist seems the most likely cause. He thinks the “bump” in the hallway is due to normal settling. His solution, to “ramp” the floor, is exactly what I’d thought of.
My cousin Rich was tagged in a FB post from what looked like a fabulous Robert Burns supper party at a house so large it accommodated a bagpipe and drum band.