Truck

Ron gave me a huge boost yesterday by calling the Bennington dealership to remove the truck from my leasing deal.

The salesman was great, fully cooperative. The sales manager pushed back, hard, claiming that it would be illegal for me to drive a vehicle with a welded frame.

A GEICO representative assured me that this is not the case.

I had the truck towed to a fabrication shop. They told me the frame is repairable.

I added the truck back to the policy, taking Ron’s name off drivers for the Corolla. This resulted in a substantial decrease in the premium.

The salesman from the dealership brought new paperwork for me to sign.

I’d cancelled the registration so need to get to an RMV office to reinstate it.

Meanwhile, another construction supervisor confirmed Ryan’s thoughts on reinforcing the upstairs bedrooms.

Temporarily carless, we were lucky enough to get our lunches delivered from the senior center. The van driver was headed to Henderson on a scheduled trip and since we were on the way, dropped off our meals.

The credit union deposited the funds from my Green HELOC to savings and wired the check to our branch.

I joined the Trustees of Reservations and signed us up for a walk this Sunday at Field Farm.

I don’t know how all this will end, but by the end of the day, I was feeling more optimistic than I have in some time.

Truck

The truck started rough yesterday and I had it towed to a AAA approved Toyota dealership in Bennington.

It needs a new coil and spark plugs, not too bad, but the big problem is rust on the frame.

I just sent a copy of these photos to a repair shop in Bennington. Also sent a request to the dealership for info on leasing.

Meanwhile, the beat goes on with the second floor project. I’ve asked for a couple more opinions on the best way to finish it.

My left eyelid is unhappy again. Filters for the showerheads?

Sunday Thaw

Weather was quite pleasant. I was out with just a sweater.

Bought four boxes of Girl Scout cookies; Ron devoured most of two of them.

I made soup from one of the last Hello Fresh kits. Tasty but too much sodium.

Took a spin to Field Farm, Oblong Road and Sheep Hill trails to get some Greylock photos.

Good News, Bad News From Town Hall

The good news is that the assessor agreed to reduce the value of the house by $50k, effective next tax year.

The bad news is that the Building Department is still on a tear about permits and construction personnel.

The assessor listened to me rant on the phone. He was sympathetic.

Second Floor

Ryan spent some time here yesterday to check out the bedroom and basement work. He said the basement is fine, doesn’t need braces, but the floor project needs to be redone. He’s concerned about the low ceiling and how high the floor can reasonably be built.

I think replacing the existing light and fan with a lower profile model would be a good idea. Ryan is correct, the room is less than seven feet high now.

Postponed delivery of the carpet.

I filled out two permits, one for electric and one for the cellar door. Joe was here. Cement block is in place for the door.

We found the recycling center, just down the street on Mass Ave. They have a machine that counts big loads: a feature we haven’t seen before.

Took route 2 to 8 on impulse from North Adams; found Hairpin Turn. Enjoyed the ride to and from Pittsfield through Adams and Cheshire. Ron was suitably enthused about the views, perhaps because we were on the hunt for Grand Macnish.

After getting advice on possible retail locations from a distributor in Downing Industrial Park, we ended up at a good-sized liquor store on Dalton Ave. They didn’t have Macnish so we bought a different brand of Scotch; hope we like it.

We were “done” after getting back.

Setback

The building inspector and building commissioner claimed that the work that’s been done here doesn’t meet code – even work done by the local franchise of a national company, Mr. Rooter.

They told Dave and me that work had to stop until we could find a licensed contractor to supervise.

The inspector sent an email confirming that the basement carpentry work didn’t meet code, so Joe had to stop with floor reinforcement. He fixed the kitchen drawer and replaced the furnace filter.

Ron and I did a transfer station, credit union and Stop & Shop run.

He continued his usual griping about living in a “fixer” and “house in shreds”.

Terminix inspector came and went.

Everyone is dreading the upcoming cold blast.