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name: Beanie
age: 35
email: bbbeans@yahoo.com


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Screaming Bean
Tuesday, January 29, 2008

It's been a while since I posted, but in the interim, the bathroom was finished...and perhaps I may be able to show a lovely before and after shot just so you get the full feeling. I got my teeth cleaned today, see? *grin* And most importantly, my mother and I were able to pick my grandfather up today. For those of you who are frequent readers, my grandfather passed away last year. Like his wife, he too donated his body to science through an anatomical gift program at the medical school. It's been nearly a year, and we were informed via letter that his cremains were ready for pickup. Unlike the last time, where I picked up my grandmother and gave her a tour of the law school, we just went and picked him up and took him home to my mother's house. The box is surprisingly heavy. Not sure exactly what the plan is now that we have both of them, but in the meantime, they're hanging out with Mom. They've both done their year at med school. And come sometime in the late spring, the college has a memorial service at a local cemetery for all those families who gave. It was a very nice service in which all the medical students attend who studied the bodies during 1st year classes. They don't know anyone by name, but they do seem to sincerely appreciate the time they spend with our family members.

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Wednesday, January 23, 2008

I was going to write here and say that not much has been going on here. That's not exactly true. While on the work front things are still the same, at home we have shower walls. Yes. This is very exciting. Gone are the days of showering in a plastic drop cloth wonderland. Now, we don't exactly have a shower curtain rod up yet, so we're fudging it with some wood and making due, but having a wall to lean against is a lovely thing. Tonight though, I'm thinking shower curtain rod goodness. We need one. Then the only thing left is the floor. Piece of cake. There's no plumbing involved!

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Monday, January 14, 2008

I'm currently trying to leverage my networking into a new job. How progressive of me, I know. In the meantime I listen to the rest of my office whine openly and don't get involved. Each time I've whined to any one of them, I get the whole "oh, you're blowing things out of proportion" line...so I've stopped talking. They can whine, talk incessantly about old news, I could give a damn, I'm not talking. Call me anti-social, I call it self-preservation.

In better news, our bathroom may actually be completed in my lifetime. We had a brainstorm over the weekend and tried putting up wallboard in preparation to hang the rest of the tub enclosure. It went well. We're still showering in a plastic wrap wonderland, but now we have walls! This brightens my day immensely.

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Monday, December 24, 2007

When faced with a finite deadline on a holiday weekend, do not tear apart your bathroom. Your problems will expand to fill every last bit of the time that you have. Having Saturday, Sunday and Monday before we leave for warmer climes, we tore apart our shower enclosure to replace the tub and surround. We're handy people. We could do this. Of course, this implies that we were given the right parts, could solder joints that wouldn't leak, and bought a RotoZip that in fact had bits included in the box. The good news, the tub is in, not leaking, and effectively does everything a tub should do. The bad news, we have no walls above the tub. Studs and insulation, yes, but no water-tight enclosure. We leave tomorrow. It will not be done. I believe we have in fact written it off. Of course, being our only shower in the house, things may become far dicier before we leave, but hey...it's only a shower, right? In the meantime, I hope you have a lovely holiday, and as many hot showers as you want. You deserve it.

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Monday, November 12, 2007

We decided officially to start the home improvement season. When it starts getting cold and we huddle inside for warmth, our thoughts turn to tearing up the house. We have grand plans for both the bathroom and the kitchen, but we can only handle one project at a time. And since we actually do the work ourselves, it involves planning. Can't tear up the tub piecemeal, otherwise we're going to get real stinky. Can't replace the floor unless we tear up the moldings, but we also need to replace the toilet, so there's an order that needs to be followed. Add in a 4-week lead time on some of the parts and there's only some things that can be done now, with the majority done later. So we went and bought stuff, because we're good at that. Sadly though, the new toilet didn't fare so well. The tank is in great shape, but the bowl was seriously busted in the box. So now we need to return our box of shards and try and get a working one. Ah, Bob Vila...where are you when we need you?

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