I'm Not Wasting Any Time!
Make no mistake, I've got a hair across my a#$ about getting that attic paneled, and I'm not afraid to drag everybody I know into the process. This weekend, my victims were our friends Ty and Ginger, who came up to help with the paneling; and my parents, who took charge of our very demanding two-year-old in the city while we were hammering away up in the attic. We started off slowly on Saturday morning, first swinging by the dump to dispose of the 600 pounds of bricks that had been removed from the house last week (I'm not kidding-- 600 pounds-- thrown into a dumpster, two at a time!) Things went from slow to stagnant when our truck broke down on the way back from picking up the table-saw we were borrowing from our neighbor, and I began to despair...
The day was disappearing before my very eyes and we hadn't even gotten started yet!!
Thankfully, Ty and Ginger picked us up on the side of the road (Hooray for cellphone service in rural New York!), the tow-truck guy dropped off the saw, and in no time at all, paneling the attic proved to be a speedy process. We actually whipped through the entire first wall by lunchtime, and then carried on working until it started to get too dark to work up there.
At which point, we decided to stop for the obvious: Bowling. Yep, there's bowling upstate.
"So it's pretty much utopia", is what you're probably saying to yourself.
Words to live by folks.