Corey and I loaded up my good old Jeep pickup and took four or five loads to the dump/recycling center. We lost track.
I have a freezer in the garage that died about six months ago. Of course it was full at the time. I cleaned it out and left it with a rag holding the door ajar until I had Corey's help loading it on the truck to take to the dump.
I opened it and found it was on and had iced over because the door was ajar. We dragged it out to the driveway to let all the ice melt out and we'll have to see if it works okay. I'm really puzzled over that.
Please don't dime me out to Al Gore over my contribution to Global Warming by running my freezer for all those months with the door ajar. ;c)
In the meantime, we've finished painting out the kitchen in neutral colors and it looks pretty good. Now we see these mysterious spots developing on the family room walls.
The kitchen table is buried under things that were on the walls. What do you do with it all?
I'm thinking it will fit nicely in the back of the pickup...
We're making it happen. One room freshly painted, nine more to go!
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