Hold My Breath and Cross My Toes

Please, please, please don’t let it rain……the roof is done up to the tar paper, felt paper, whatever it’s called. My brother came over today and we….well mostly he…put up the new insulation and ugly tiles.

The ceiling in that room always scared me….I wasn’t exactly sure what was up there. Now I know it’s not scary, but this is…soulspaces 001

I purposely did not look too hard at what was under there…. that was the old end of the roof, I don’t even want to think about how old that makes my siding.soulspaces 002

This actually goes over my kitchen, how many layers of roofing can there be on a roof? Yikes!soulspaces 003

My brother did a good job, working with what he had, although he did say not to tell anybody that he did it. I told him it’s not his fault I live in a crooked house where nothing is square.

I worked all day long on this room so the boy can sleep in it when he gets home. Please don’t rain….please don’t rain.soulspaces 004in case you don’t remember the before…summer 2013 adventures 085and more after…soulspaces 005

The light is still out of control ugly, and I have someone with the know how to do it. I feel better after seeing what was underneath.

The hallway is officially done! I took the raven theme and ran with it…..you’re gonna laugh when you see how tiny this hallway really is….soulspaces 007

This is the one wall and the bathroom door.

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This is the other wall and my bedroom door. I would show you the other 2 inches of wall between my room and the girls room, and the other inch and three quarters between her room and the bathroom but she has her name on it (that somebody made for her when she was in 6th grade basketball) and it’s not purple yet. She is not going to be happy to hear that her uncle inspected her door and said “throw some spackle on it…it’s not that bad to justify the amount of work it would take for me to replace it.”

My weekend in a nutshell…roof…paint walls…ceiling…crow vinyl. I am too pooped to pop…..whatever the heck that means…..Zia

Ps. I had really weird dreams about the Cockroach and his family last night? Maybe because I came across a picture of him while I was purging my paper clutter of when we were at a medieval faire and he was clean…and he wasn’t horrible all of the time, I don’t really write about the times when he wasn’t a monster. Maybe I dreamed that he burned down my house….that wasn’t really my house….because I burned everyone of those pictures???? I don’t know why I had those dreams and maybe in ten years I will wish that I didn’t burn those pictures…..really doubt that one…but I did and now they are gone, just like he is. maybe I really am viscous?

About dragonflyzia

I am just a woman finally accepting that I was never meant to be in the box. I don't fit into any stereotypes, please don't try and label me, that doesn't work either. I am embracing my uniqueness in ways that are new and challenging to me, so that I may continue to grow and never stop learning.
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2 Responses to Hold My Breath and Cross My Toes

  1. Nice hallway, like the ravens everywhere

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