So, several friends have inquired as to why there hasn't been a new post in over a week. Well, it's because the tar paper continues to aggravate me. I see tar paper everywhere. I shake my fist at the linoleum section as I walk through Lowes. I can't smell anymore. Everything tastes like battery acid (even though i'm wearing a mask). I dream of tar paper adhesive (it's stronger than super glue). And to top it off, my hands are so sore from pulling and peeling, it kinda hurts to type. I promise I will post pics later this week.
To be continued...
We're keeping it all in the family. We purchased Grandmother's circa 1938 home and have major plans for it. (She doesn't understand why I want a dishwasher, but I keep telling her it's important.) I hope this can serve as a place to keep everyone informed as to how the house is coming along.
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