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The baseline

OK; I am officially tuned into the '00s. About time, I figure.
Now people can see where I am on mostly home improvement projects, and all the related F-bombs.

Marketers, steer clear. I'm not buying -- unless you have cool, rare parts for my '74 Westy. Namely the hard-to-find orange plaid fabric (not the oft-confused chrome yellow), preferably from the upper bunk. Also wish for a dashboard clock, stamped'73, '74 or '75. Can/will trade for mine, stamped '76. (It's black face is darker than the charcoal face on the speedo and fuel,etc gauge, and it sticks out like a sore thumb.) And you now know this, because your Web crawling app picked up on the Westy keyword. We'll talk.

Back to home improvement. Here's my latest headache, a backsplash in my kitchen. Here's a part of it.

That's 3,168 1-inch tiles for those of you counting. (OK; they're on 12-inch sheets, but still.) And the photo only shows half the job. The vertical/horizontal cuts were a boar, as the diamond blade is weary from the bathroom job. And the run from the eastern wall's corners to the outside corners of the window box did not go the full tile on one side (left) of the box. It's too soon to tell whether I can ignore it (post-grout) or let it fester like that of the occasional, unevenly-surfaced tile on the bathroom wall in some places.

Regardless, I have a lot of scraping (the white thin-set mortar in between tiles) ahead of me, as the wife wants a more neutral grout. Joy. Give me 2 weeks.

The bathroom still has a few finishing touches, including the staining of the box for the built-in, and the moulding job that follows (about 7 linear feet; cake). Once complete, I'll have before-and-after shots of that.

What remains on the short list are as follows:
  • Landscape lighting/garage rewire (for the transformer, a switch-driven outlet for holiday lights, and to right the wrongs made by the previous owner at times over the last 50 years);
  • Groundcover for the boy's jungle gym (grass is not enough);
  • The Uba Tuba granite bartop and countertop in basement. (That is on perpetual back-burner, given the approx. $1K needed to fabricate and purchase the countertop slab; figure it'll be done in time for my 41st birthday, barring any spikes in salary, a windfall in the currently-stalled side business venture or some other graceful coincidence); and
  • The 3-5 urgent projects that always pop up this time of year at either the (Marsh Ave) house or the 2 rentals.
So I am officially committed to said projects, and the hard-ass in me won't take no excuses from the slacker in me.

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