House Post #4 - Outside

Here's the outside of the house.

House Post #3 - Upstairs

So here are pictures of the upstairs from when I first bought the house. Since this level is in decent condition it will be the last area of the house I work on (plus I need a place to live while I am tearing shit down everywhere else). My favorite aspect of the bedroom is the canary yellow walls ... they are really a joy to wake up to every day.

House Post #2 - Basement

Here are some pictures from the basement when I first bought the house. It is a lot different now because I got a new water line coming in from the street (the old one had several holes in it and was leaking water under the sidewalk in front of my house) and a new breaker box (the old one was manufactured by a company that no longer existed and you couldn't get new breakers or blanks to fill in the empty slots). I also have a bunch of stuff stored down there and have moved a lot of crap the old owner left into the back to get thrown out when I rent a roll-off dumpster thing.




Apparently this bathroom was the only one in the house until about 10 years ago. The toilet is under the stairs. Also, the black tube you see pointed into the tub is the drain for the washer and drier that are next to the tub.

House Post #1 - Main Floor

I bought a house in Canton that needs a lot of work. I see it as my project for the next 2+ years. It is in livable condition and the second floor (where I will be living) is in pretty good shape. This leaves the whole first floor as my workshop and my retreat from any stress I may feel at any time. Here are some pictures of the first floor from when I first moved in.

Weekend round up

After my night out Friday, my old roommate dropped her dog off for me to watch over the next week.

Skye (the pit) is a county dog and was really confused by the lack of grass during the first walk. She didn't go to the bathroom until the third time I took her out. So after walking her I left her to go to my sister's boyfriend's uncle's grandmother's thrid cousin's 30th birthday (- the uncle, grandma and cousin). My sister recruited me to work the grill about 4 months ago.

The party was a suprise for Bryan and it turned out he had no idea. His parents, sister and about 25 - 30 friends showed up in the back yard of a Baltimore city house, needless to say, it was packed. While cooking I had plenty to drink (helped get rid of the hangover from the night before), inhaled at least a years worth of grill exhaust, and felt my eyebrows singe on more than one occasion. The food turned out great, the rain held off (aside from two less than 10 minute showers) and everyone seemed to have a great time. Instead of staying for the 3 - 4 hours I had planned on, I ended up leaving after midnight and riding my bike home drunk. Being that I got my bike back last week for the first time in about two years and was riding home drunk around the same time other drunk people were driving home from the square ... I felt good about my chances of not getting hit by a car. I got home fine and took Skye out for a walk then went home and passed out.

Sunday I took Skye to my mom's in Columbia to play with Joey (the blonde mutt in the picture) and do my laundry (my house is under construction and I don't have those appliances (well, I do but not in working order)). Other than Skye trying to get in my lap as I drove through the Harbor tunnel and almost killing me, the drive was fine. Joey and Skye did great together and I got my stuff done and went to look at a new phone (they didn't have the Curve in stock so I will go back later and get it). Got back to Canton around 6 and put on a movie while I cleaned up the house a little. Watched the first disc of "The Tudors" and went to sleep.

I have determined that I do not want a dog until I have a yard. The whole needing to walk the dog three or four blocks to find grass right before bed when I have already been lying in bed for 3 hours and needing to get dressed and walk the dog in the morning before taking a shower and actually getting dressed is too much of a sacrifice for me. I have no problems walking the dog in the morning, but would rather do so after I go through my wake-up routine ... this would result in cleaning up after the dog being added to that routine. I need to have a small back yard for short bathroom only breaks before I have a dog.

Anyways, I am in for a fun week of Dragonboat practice, volleyball practice, and dog watching on top of the always exciting work day.

Last night

So last night ... and by last night I mean Friday night since it is now past midnight and last night would really mean tonight.

OK ... so last night I went to a happy hour for this guy (who said he would add me to his "Blogroll") with Brian and Dave. I now have several things I must do as a result of this excursion. I volunteered to help this girl with some home improvement demolition (which I would actually love to do). I need to try Haggis because the happy hour host and his Mrs. spoke so highly of it. I have to take a glass blowing class and need to remember to get information about doing so from Charissa (and I need to not eat the Hummus at Don't Know). I met a lot of good people and learned other people's reasons for blogging and can compare them to my own (or at least what I think my reasons for blogging are).

After meeting all those good people (and winning a game of shuffleboard (and losing Dave and Brian to random circumstances)) I headed to Mother's then realized everyone I was meeting up with was at "the Magic Bar" (Illusions). I went over there and had a couple beers and watched the show then we left and went to ... Mother's. After a while and some more beers I went to leave but there was a horrible storm out the front window. I went back and had another beer with my friends hoping the storm would pass, when I went back to leave it was still raining. I asked the person next to me (some random stranger) if they knew when it would stop raining. They looked at me funny and just walked away ... I was confused so I looked out the side window and it wasn't raining there. Apparently someone or something hit the fire hydrant across the street and it was spraying all over the front window but I was too drunk to realize it wasn't raining until that person gave me a funny look. I left through the front door (because I was too stupid to use the side door and not get sprayed with Baltimore fire hydrant water).

Overall a good night.

Realization

So I've realized that while I think of things I want to blog about just about every day, I have zero desire to sit at my computer while my house is still in a state of disarray. Also being a devoted procrastinator, I don't see myself logging too many entries throughout the work day (as I am doing right now). Hopefully I will be able to get into some kind of rhythym and post on a semi-regular basis and maybe this will become worthwhile for you to look at more than once a month. I decided to post today because I am going to a happy hour tonight at Don't Know and there will be a bunch of bloggers there that I have never met and am really interested in meeting. Plus, I have to buy this guy a drink because it's his last month of blogging and he has brought much joy to my workday.

That's all for now, maybe I will add something meaningful one of these days.