Finally!

I finally got in and did some more work on the place. I had a dumpster delivered last Friday and I spent the weekend filling the thing up. I spent a couple of hours on Saturday and five or six yesterday over at the house. It felt good filling up the dumpster, it felt good working on the house after not touching it for quite some time. It felt like I accomplished something, oh wait, I didn't. What's that Sean? You worked on the house for seven hours, filled up an entire dumpster, and accomplished nothing? Correct. Ok, well maybe nothing is a little harsh, but I got kind of depressed after cleaning up yesterday and looking around at what I really had accomplished. The dumpster got filled with a lot of stuff that had been laying around for the last month, paneling I had already ripped off the walls, the remnants from my old deck, the stairs, posts, and scrap from the work my contractor did. All of that took up a good 3/4 of the dumpster, and most of my time Saturday was spent putting it all in the dumpster (thanks for the help mother). Sunday was spent tearing the plaster off of walls in what will eventually be my master bathroom, it was long tedious work. Many trips were made hauling the plaster out to the dumpster. It was slow going because the weight of the plaster meant taking more trips with smaller loads, I've got to figure out a better system. As you can see from the pictures (click here) it doesn't appear that much was accomplished, and it wasn't, but I guess that's just how some days go.

I also came to the realization that so far I've filled two dumpsters and I've got at least two more to go before everything is cleared out. Not cool.