Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Pick Up The Pieces

 So I promised to show ya'll a few photos of some actual work I have done around here.  I was never really enthused about the idea of painting this bar wall, so when it hit me to sheath it in pallet wood I jumped on that.  Jack had been scrounging pallets for me for months and I had stripped a lot of them down to usable wood where they were just waiting for finishing.  So, I finally bit the bullet and sanded, stained, painted, sanded again, and patched for two days to get enough planks to do these 2 walls.  I didn't make a lot of effort to hide any patches, dents, or bangs in the wood.  I mean, it's obviously pallet wood and obviously reclaimed, so there's the "charm".  Ha! Anyway, I thought it came out rather well.  The corners are done in 1 1/2" angle iron and these make helluva good corner guards..  The iron is just stuck on for now because I'll have to take it back off and cut to fit when I run the finish floor and baseboard.  In person it looks better.  The color is a bit washed out in this photo because, due to low light in the warm months in my house, I have a devil of a time getting decent photos.  I often have to use a flash and it just doesn't look right.

 This photo is a little better but it's a little washed out too.  Anyways....I finished this counter top and back splash and wanted to run a little of the glass tile just to see how that was going to look.  I'm very pleased with this but please note; the tile has not been grouted yet, so it will look a little different when finished.  This gives me a lot of motivation to keep going.  I'm very anxious to get the kitchen finished because I think it's really going to be awesome.

 However, I had to take a break from all that and take advantage of the fact we are in an extended drought.  I have needed to fix this basement wall for years after I discovered just how much rain floods down the mountainside during the winter rains.  If the rest of the house were built this area would remain dry but.....we all know that has not happened yet so....I have to treat this as if it is forever an exterior wall.  Which meant chopping the bottom 2 feet off of the wood framing, forming a 4 inch thick wall and pouring it in concrete.  Here you can see the girls inspecting my forms.  It came out real well.  I even played around and did a faux board formed look on the outside.  This 11 foot section is a little less than half of what I need to pour but it's the worst part of the problem.  I admit I should have done this to begin with..but I did not realize the amount of water etc. around here.  And I was under the supreme delusion that the rest of the house would come along soon enough. Ha!!
Anyways, this form has been dropped, the wall sheathed back, and also insulated and covered on the inside.  Snug as a bug!  I'm now running multiple shelves on the inside in an effort to better organize the basement and my studio there.  I'll rub the exterior of the concrete here, below grade, to produce a smoother finish, then waterproof heavily and backfill.  There is still no sign of any rain anywhere in our near future so I shouldn't have any issues finishing this in the dry.

I also thought I'd take advantage of the drought in other ways!  We have ample dried foliage, leaves, flowers, grass and any things else you can think of here, so I gathered up a armful of stuff, a couple handfuls of feathers via some molting chickens and threw together this autumnal wreath.  Not too shabby I guess.  Certainly was cost effective.  haha!

Sunday, October 09, 2016

Reboot; Let's Try That Again

So a friend read that last post and called me up to say it sounded a bit.....severe.  Not my intention really but I can see where that would be the case.  I have rarely deleted a post but after consideration did see where that one just wasn't what I was really trying to express.  Or maybe is was what I was trying to express but should not have said the way I did.  Let me explain a little.

There were several unfortunate things that converged on me last week to put me in a bad frame of mind.  The last week of September is a bad time for me to begin with.  My brother died September 25, and although it's been 23 years the day of his funeral is still a crystal clear memory. A very crisp, autumn-like day, beautiful in all other respects.  Now, the first few days I feel those cool breezes signaling the changing of the season here are forever stained with the heartache of his suicide.  I think it's mostly an unconscious thing at this point.  I don't actively think about as much as I used to.  Most of the time, it was 23 years ago.  Sometimes though.... it was yesterday.
Regrets are a funny thing.  They love company and generally like to drag others along with them.  You start doubting everything about your life.  Have I ever make a good decision?  Am I even a decent person or am I a complete sucker? The further the initial tragedy falls into the past the more numerous the addition regrets become.  It's only natural with the passing of time; you do more things, you make more decisions, some of which were mistakes.  Throw in some unstable hormones, a few health issues and you better fasten your seatbelts honey, cuz it's gonna be a bumpy ride.

We are going through a severe drought in Alabama and my area is especially hard hit. Everything here is as dry as cracker juice.  So of course, I get the 2 health issues that are greatly affected by the weather.  I have hurt especially bad the past 2 weeks, blood coming out my nose and my torso looks like someone dragged me naked down my gravel driveway.  It's getting better, I was even able to work out today, but psoariatic arthritis is a most miserable disease.  It's like Life says, "Hey, you don't feel bad enough, let's make you look horrible too!"  The other night I was awakened by a terrible, burning pain on my thigh. I was sure something was biting the hell out of me.  We have some small, brown scorpions here and in my fuzzy state I imagined one in bed with me.  I jumped out and ran to the bathroom, sure I would find a huge welt already forming from the sting..  Nothing.  I checked the bed and all around.  Nothing.  Next day, nothing.  No mark you could even tell.  Apparently it was just my skin deciding it would try to kill me.  It often feels like it is breaking and no amount of lotion seems to calm it down.  Gold Bond does help some though.  I know I should be thankful that I am actually as healthy as I am.  And I am thankful, truly.  Many have it much worse.  I mean, I used to build hospitals... I know.  But occasionally it gets to me a little.

I have never been blessed with what most people would call "a sunny disposition".  The ironic shit of Life has just always been too obvious to me and I'm afraid that the older I've gotten the more I've let cynicism creep in.  He's such a comforting friend and goes so well with my dry sense of humor, you see.  He's hard not to indulge.  The only lover I've kept around all these many, many years.
It's my personal belief that if you want to have a bad day, or hell, maybe 2...then have it!  In fact, have the bloody hell out of it.  Piss on these perpetually optimistic folks that go around grinning incessantly.  They need to be poked in the eye anyway. Wallow in your bad day and smear it's misery all over yourself.  Then get over it.  Be done with it. It's out of your system. When the time is right you'll have another.

 I will keep posting, although I'm not sure at what frequency.  I want to post more, seriously.  I have done some more work on the house I'd like to show everyone.  Still having some issues with the brain fog though.  In the mornings I usually feel better but tell myself, 'you need to get off your ass and work out, get outside, do art, do that welding job, and so on...instead of sitting here on this computer.!'  Daylight's a' burnin', save that for night time.  Then come night time I'm too tired, fuzzy-headed, distracted or whatever to think up any kind of post.  I'll try to do better.
I appreciate the kind comments for those of you who left them on the last post.  I regretted deleting them but they were connected to the post.  I have often felt no one is really interested in this blog anymore so it always helps to hear from those of you still around.