Screaming Bean |
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
I still can't find my clothes. I wander the house aimlessly in the morning from room to room seeking corresponding pieces to wear. I never end up wearing what I want, but only what I can find. I'm lucky I make it to work at all. Last night's task: find the squeaks. This house is rife with squeaks. With half the carpet removed, I clomped around the house trying to make the floor squeak. Once finding a squeak, screws were placed in the subfloor seemingly not fixing the squeak. So more screws went in, and the squeaks seem to move. Mantra: It's got to be better than it was. And that's what I'm going with. Tonight, tear up the remaining carpet, fix remaining squeaks, and move all sorts of crap into rooms where it doesn't belong. Fun. Labels: carpet
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