Day 14

I forgot to mention that last night I applied the final coat of mud after sanding.

Tonight we sanded.  It sucked.   But it looks pretty good.   It’s ready for paint.   Guess who doesn’t paint?  ME!   Least not for other people.  He said I could call myself officially done.  I will probably go back and put all the trim up for him, since he didn’t know what a coping saw was. 

I’ll post some final pictures when it’s done.

Day 10

Every day that we work on this bathroom Walt employes several tactics.   Delaying me when I get there, with cookies ,tv shows,  and new gadgets.   While we are working, he lets me know that we can stop whenever I want, constantly.   As I am leaving he lets me know that if we need to take a day off tomorrow , he’s in.

As I mentioned in my previous post I went out the night before, to have a nice steak and glass of bourbon to celebrate the purchase of my new home.   Unfortunately, one bourbon turned into 2 or 10.   When I woke up today I knew I wasn’t drying walling, so I called Walt, told him I’d be there in 10 minutes and went back to bed (f walt).

Day 8

It takes me about an hour to get from work to Walt’s.   I have time to reflect  as I am driving.  He and I have been friends for about 17 years.    What is a 17 year friendship worth?  I mean I have other friends.  I could just point my car towards my house, and not answer my phone, email, or IM’s.  Just cut him lose,  and I wouldn’t have to finish this bathroom.  I’d never have to see him , or the bathroom again.   Then I remembered Jillian was making lasagna and some sort of Mississippi chunk brownies.


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Day 7

I have found that if I eat before I get to Walt’s we get more work done.  I wanted to get the rest of the tiling done,  so I ate on the drive to his house.    I usually don’t get to his house until 6:30 and  that really doesn’t leave a lot of time for working.   I’ve gotten better at deflecting his attempts to distract me from working so we are starting to get in a little bit of a rhythm.

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Day 5

So much for being done in 3 days.  I’ll be lucky if it’s 3 weeks.  Jillian was off doing something tonight so I stopped and got some food on my way to Walt’s.  Honestly, I think it occurred to Walt that I may be stretching out this job to get more food, so I think he told her to throttle it back some.  When I walked in, he simply said “I hate you”.  And I got to work.

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