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The Old Man and The Sea of $#!%

I spent several hours out in the old man’s shop today. I’ve been trying to avoid the place as much as possible the last couple of years. My typical trip down the drive to the shop is made in order to access the extra fridge we keep out there. Right by the door. So I …

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How to Not Spend Money

I hate shopping. It really makes me crabby. I haven’t always felt this way. When I was young and hadn’t made several really annoying long distance moves (too much stuff!) and was into accumulating things and was skinny and looked good in clothes, I liked it. Now I do everything I can to avoid it, …

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Disenfranchised in My Own Living Room

©2016 by Ilona Elliott I don’t sit in the living room much anymore. The reality of this was made clear to me today when I walked over to the couch and grabbed the remote to turn off the TV, and caught the lovely late afternoon light playing on the cobwebs that had formed on my …

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DIY Drama: Crabby Dogs, Achey Husbands and Nowhere to Rest my Weary Bones

  There’s nowhere to sit around here, so I’m in bed working at my laptop. I’m hoping nothing bursts into flames while I’m working since we we did get some kind of exploding battery warning from Toshiba last week which we didn’t pay much attention to. Just call me Brave Heart. Or Stupid. We are …

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DIY Tales: When the Dust Settles

  I spent the afternoon in a DIY haze…of drywall dust. If you read my last post on DIYitis, you know how much I love the task. NOT. But it was the last session of applying mud, drying, and sanding to perfection for our little New Years Eve project. Yes, I know it’s February 13th. …

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Home Improvement: Drywalling–Keeping it a Hundred Percent

And you have regained your composure and your focus and you can go sit down in the corner of the living room where all the furniture is piled together in front of the TV, away from the “Work Zone”, and dream about how clean, organized and uncluttered your little love nest will be. Someday. As you rub drywall dust off your teeth with your fingers.

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