One man's trash...

Yeah, its trash to us too.

This week is our dumpster vacation!!! Are you so jealous??


Most of this came from our poor woodshed which was chock full of garbage. We hoped to find some hobo treasure in the back as we were told by an unreliable source that our property held a soup kitchen during the depression. We think the woodshed was the likely distribution center due to the lunch-counter-like window near the collapsed stove.


Can you see it on the left?


We also threw out this carpet (the first of three for the week!) and an old mattress, or as we like to call it: the jungle gym of tetanus.

Things MacGyver Never Mentioned

Have you ever been surrounded by such pervasive insanity that you begin to wonder if you are the one that is actually crazy?

I just...it's so...I can't...

I mean, there are not supposed to be nail holes in my heat ducts right? Heat leaks out of holes. Heat that should be going to my bedroom and keeping frost off my windows. And really...is masking tape the appropriate tool for this job??


It's not glamorous, but we spent a lot of time in our basement cleaning out lady bugs and removing corroded duct tape (which, ironically, turns to a powdery, ineffective mess after about 20 minutes on heat ducts).

We replaced it and covered all the holes, cuts and gaps in the warm air ducts with way fun space ship tape, then enclosed the whole shebang in bubbly-wrap insulation goodness - recommended by Bob Vila! (WWBVD).

Yay for (moderate) efficiency.

We also found this on our basement floor:

Tom 11
Bert 7
99

The furnace on top of the cement was put there in 1996, so we are hoping Tom and Bert were from 1899. Must do some research!