/shudder
Thankfully they were just "IN" the various attic spaces of the house.... and I have my very own studdly exterminator willing to go to battle with the horrid little things. David did have some help from his Dad, Dean and attacked with gusto. A one two punch with spray poison and sealing up as many of their entry points as possible has hopefully made a dent in the population. But the fight will continue once we officially move in.
We also had to replace pretty much all the plumbing on the first floor. We are very happy with the new pipes... and the bonus of then being able to have creek water run to the toilets for ready flushing was AWSOME! (Of course David was the one hauling the buckets of water from the creek prior to that, not me)... but I felt and shared his joy when it was no longer necessary.
By the way, trying to explain basic plumbing to a six year old growing up in the digital age can be tough. I'm not sure Ben ever stopped having to ask, "so... can I flush this toilet?" He did however love the saying, "If it's yellow let it mellow, if it's brown flush it down." I think that phrase was written with little boys in mind.
Since we had free labor, I mean, David's parents available we decided to get some painting done as well. Two walls in Randa's room got a make over in purple, the TV/media room went from baby blue to a yummy chocolate brown, my craft room is a buttery yellow and the dining room went from blue/pink stripes and flowers to a nice creamed coffee color. I think the painting of the rooms made us feel like maybe it was "our" house more than anything else so far. I didn't get pictures of these newly colorful rooms, but there will be time again for that in October.
The biggest project of the trip was the well. It didn't go quite as planned... they started later than we had hoped, had to dig quite a bit farther than we had hoped, and didn't actually get hooked up to the house before we had to leave. But when it's all finished, having our water source on our own land will give us some real piece of mind. I did get a picture of the guys drilling the well.
Can't you just feel the frustration radiating off David in that picture. I think he willed them to finally hit water.
2 comments:
Hi this is Jim. Just curious about the well drilling. How deep did the well end up being? Was it a coring rig, or mud rotary? Did you keep the cuttings? What was the geology?
hey Jim, it's 300 feet deep. After the first 73 it was all granite with a bit of soft stuff partway down. Am pretty sure the cuttings are just laying in the yard.
David thinks it was a rotary instead of coring.
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