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Today no navel-gazing luxury. Probably none tomorrow, either. It's men of action time again, applying a bit more spackle on the walls to hide some cracks, and painting the ceiling. But here's some excellent news: we (I) won't have the drywall dust to contend with this time because I discovered the drywall sponge! Turns out Steve knew about this miraculous tool all along, but as he likes sandpaper better (he feels he has "more control" over sandpaper), he neglected to mention it. But a damp sponge has control where sandpaper does not, over dust. I insisted and Steve adjusted. The result is we are getting baby-butt smooth walls without the pounds of dust that came with them last weekend. We actually ought to get a primer coat on tonight or tomorrow, then will come the color coat. It'll be just two rooms, but that's progress!
I shouldn't complain...this job has to be done, and soon, if we mean to start our Delaware retreats every other weekend at the end of March. Then there will be another reason for late weekend postings, or no postings at all. I'm trying to figure out how to deal with the Delaware weekends. We have a computer there and a good connection, but all my music and pictures are here. We shall see.........
Hope you enjoy today's musical trip down Memory Lane. Or that those of you born after the 50s enjoy a bit of ancient history!
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Ralph,
May I suggest a flash drive. I use one when I don't bring my computer. I load music and pictures on it and I'm off and running, or writing Coffee.
Of course! Thanks, I'll be looking into that. But the problem, as you know, is that we are going pretty constantly in Delaware. I'll find a way....
Kay Starr . . . Ralph I can't stop laughing . . every time my sister played that song my Dad said "turn that shit off!" LOL!
Sounds like you're making good progress. Bravo! I did wonder why you all were still in dust mode. The damp sponge is the only way. We've had a couple of renovation projects that we've contracted out. I learned lot from the professional plasterer that came with the job. Never saw him use sandpaper.
I thought Steve was pretty sneaky, taking advantage of my ignorance. But he didn't put up any fight so he was forgiven right away.
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