Train wreck. That's how my body felt getting up the past couple days. Almost like the worn-out, hard-as-plywood mattress we've got out at the lodge. I can chalk my aches and pains up to construction-contortions but for whatever reason Cara is really feeling the pain.
Decent weekend with good weather Sunday. Friday, I was worn out from the OT but was still up for a little fun. Picked up my miter saw at Ben's before heading to CF. Met Cam at the PL to blow off some steam. We shot some pool, first against each other (with games rapidly deteriorating), then against a pair of chumps for shots. It all went downhill as I got destracted by the juke, and the other fellow got distracted by beer. In the end, all 4 of us were taking turns chasing the 8 ball around the table to the point that we sulked away embarassed. No shots were purchased.
It's clear spring is on the way. Of course the weather is improving, but the attraction of the PL is waning. The last handful of visits have been lackluster, not the least of reasons I can pin on the surly service from Mel, Miller and co. You'd think someone might offer a hello with the coin we spend there. Friday nights'll be better spent gathering 'round a bonfire or chatting it up on the deck in the sweet spring/summer air; a dollar goes further, too.
Up with the alarm Saturday for an estate sale where Cara and I ran into my parents, who tipped us off on a tag sale in W'loo. Our plan of heading directly to CR was delayed slightly by major re-org time in the back of the Blazer, trying to arrange a dresser, "Roto-Oven 400", cocktail cart and other misc finds (plus the miter saw, still riding with us). The Blazer's radio's rear channels finally went the total freakout route (gotta be bad caps) so we rolled along without the distraction of those commercial broadcasts. Once in CR, I spotted a new church addition that looks like it could have come from my hand (I say that with as little ego as possible), so we stopped for a photoset.
The restore failed to live up to past expections since their policies have shifted to carrying only newer or contemporary colors and fixtures, however, we did score some fixed tempered lites in frames and 4 complete miami window units for Cara's cabin. Pricing was decent, too. Next issue….how to fit 7 windows into the blazer on top of everything else.
Our return trip turned out to be fairly…interesting. CR to Palo, through Shellsburg, Vinton, Dysart, and Traer. Now we both know what "wind up in Traer" means. The original mission was to head for Steamboat Rock but we aborted after considering just how far out of the way it was. Plus we still had this load to, unload. Late afternoon, hit up the parents' place with the rats and laundry. Made a quick trip to the lodge to unload the goods and survey the outer yard. Showed Cara the progress upstairs. Then more laundry, home, and kaput. Full, productive day, to be sure.
Sunday, then, wasn't too bad. For once we had good temps and sun, but a coat was still recommended. I toiled at the lodge, carpetting in the closet, more side deck work, but my mind (and body) were elsewhere. Some leading-edge blocking and landscape cloth and the deck'll be ready for the planks (which I still have to rip lengthwise). With not a trace of August humidity in the air, wasps building nests, nor a weed to obscure the vehicle, I pulled out some cardboard and went about removing the front end and bumper from the Fleetwood in the yard. Few more pieces of trim and interior to yank and it'll be ready for the scrapper.
Now if I only had a place to store this stuff.
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