Twice the work, none of the fun.

August 3, 2024 Rivergirl 22 Comments

I lost track of the husband the other day and found him outside, in the process of moving stone.

This is the stone veneer he had the delivery driver drop at the far end of our property instead of closer to the front porch of the house as it should have been.

I suggested loading it in the truck and driving it over to the garage in sections to save time (not to mention his back) but as usual, he wanted to do it the hard way and moved it piece by heavy *ss piece to the barn porch so it would be off his lawn.

While he hauled stone?

I picked up the styrofoam, cardboard and straps it was packaged in.

And there was a lot of that.

55 sections of stone, roughly 20 pounds each. Back and forth across the lawn… for hours, in the afternoon sun.

Did I mention my husband is 77 years old?

I swear the man is a marvel.

He never quits.

Now I just have to hope the barn porch doesn’t collapse from the weight before he can move it over to the house…

🥴

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Let’s play.

August 2, 2024 Rivergirl 43 Comments

Because we don’t play enough these days.

My husband and I are very different people who have different likes and styles. We were raised differently, in different types of families with different backgrounds in different eras. And while most of our differences compliment each other and enhance our strength as a couple… there are times when the differences can rub up against my last nerve.

( I’m sure he can say the same, but hey… this is my blog. 😉 )

I was born an only child of older parents. They were quiet, well educated people who rarely watched television. Our home was peaceful. My husband had 8 siblings, an alcoholic father and a volatile upbringing. It was anything but peaceful.

I’m a reader. I like quiet.

My husband is a tv watcher. He likes noise.

So much so, that he turns the damn thing on and leaves the room with it blaring away. And mind you, he doesn’t just leave the room… at times he leaves the house and our property altogether. The man will turn on the tv, and then go get gas, or go out to breakfast… with the tv still on.

It’s a little thing in the grand scheme of life… but it drives me nuts.

Turn. Off. The. Television!

How about you?

What does your significant other do that drives you crazy….

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Muddled missives.

August 1, 2024 Rivergirl 27 Comments

We’re down to one baby woodchuck.

Momma had five, and I’m hoping she just kicked the other four to the curb like she’s supposed to when they’re grown.

The alternative is predators, or worse… humans.

Not everyone loves them like I do.

This is the front door we need to replace, and of course like everything else in our continuing remodeling nightmare… it can’t be simple.

Our house was built in 1974, added on to in 1994. I have no idea how old this door is, but suffice it to say it’s been here a while. What we discovered when shopping for a replacement is no one makes solid wood doors with one large light panel on the side anymore. So we had to regroup.

In order to fit our rough opening, we had to configure it this way…. which means the door itself will actually be smaller. Not ideal, but my husband’s carpentry skills are not up to cutting larger holes in the house.

Did I mention we will not be buying a solid wood replacement? The $11,000+ price tag almost gave my husband a heart attack. The fiberglass version stained to look like wood was bad enough…