around the house

Baking

Bloom

The Lot

We went looking at lots in North Carolina. We found one. Boy, did we find one…

August Saturday

The whole day in the yard — every bush or shrub that could be trimmed was. For example, I turned this

into this

The day started calmly,

But soon, I was turning this

into this

bringing everything I cut off of every bush (and every blade of grass I trimmed) to the community dump pile across the street.

Saturday

Such was the day — working in the yard, working in the house — that I took one photo the entire day, of the Boy doing his part.

The rest stays in my head — and in my legs, arms, and exhausted body.

Changes

K changed jobs a few weeks ago, moving away from pure surveying and CAD work to something a little different: water-line inspection. Sort of. She works for Greenville Water now, which means she no longer needs the fancy desk she was using.

Which means, I took it to school today. When I walked into my room, this is the sight that greeted me: all the desks turned up, ready for the poor custodians to come and scrape gum off the bottoms of desks.

More changes when we got back home: our neighbors are going to be moving out at some point in the near future. They’ve lived there long before we arrived. It will be strange for someone else to live there.

Saturday

I spent some time working outside; K stayed in the house. Typical summer Saturday.

Morning in Charleston

Spent the day in professional development, then mowed. Not much else to do other than include an image from this weekend.

Sunday

Quite the change from the last week — three cars washed. Nothing else today.

Finally

The final coat applied,

and we have our basement back to normal.

Just in time for the in-laws.

Still

Back at It…

Working on the other side now…

Another Day in the Basement and a Scout

Today I put the first coats of paint on the basement walls — at least half of the wall space. Perhaps a little more than that.

Will it work? Well, it worked today.

More importantly, the Boy made his first BSA rank: scout.

And the Girl? She drove to Asheville to spend the day with her best friend. Yet another sign that she’s growing up — not quite as fast as she thinks she is, but still…