Take it all off

Working on an order that consists of two 11' rugs, and one 14' rug.
I tell ya', they go on forever.

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And to make matters even more complicated, I ran out of warp after two rugs, so I had to stop, and start all over again.

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This is a busy week. I have decided to go ahead with my porch project at the studio. My DH thinks I am nuts, but that is pretty much the status quo. He always thinks I am a bit over the edge. I think he might be getting used to it.
Here is the back of the house, the way it has looked for the last 5 years.

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Just not very appealing, if you see what I mean. Kerosene tank and gas tanks over on the left, someone once told me that nothing says rural America like a propane gas tank.
All kinds of critters find shelter under the deck. And there is a hole under the small porch, big enough to put a grown man down. That would be MAIN ENTRANCE to woodchuck village.
The back door used to be in my barn, until I put wire and gravel down on the floor in there.
The same method will be used here, there will be NO wildlife under my NEW porch. NADA.

Here you go....deck is gone. Big chunk of heaved cement is what USED to be the back entrance.

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Some time ago, we had a discussion about the term "cob job", or as my husband likes to say "nicky hokey".
I thought I had seen EVERYTHING. But this one takes the cake.

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Apparently, hooking up the shop vac to blow air into the tank, hurried up the draining of the tank. I was begged not to take this photo, but c'mon, are you kidding? This is precious, if you ask me. This is necessity and the mother of invention. For real.
It is also very redneck. But don't say I said so.

Unfortunately, my tree has to go. I debated it, and tried to figure out another way, but it is really in the way.
I did plant 5 trees in the fall, and I will plant more in a month or so, so don't hate me, OK?

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Ah, spring. I just know it.

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The porch is coming off in one piece, and will be reassigned to the back of the barn...won't it make a great potting shed??? Or a home for the lawnmower?? A playhouse? We'll have to take a vote.
Here's Cory.....I told him he looked like the 'thinker', surveying the damage he'd done, and trying to plan his strategy.
Glad it's him, and not me.

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I mentioned yesterday that I used to strip furniture, and that's the truth. But I am not talking about a can of Strip Eze and a scraper on the back porch.
Oh, no.
You all know by now, that I don't do things half assed way.

I am talking about a 4x4x8 metal tank, with heating elements in all four corners, with metal pieces welded above each of them to hold a flat bed spring at the bottom of the tank. On the side of the tank, there was a thermostat, which was set at 160 degrees. Oakite, a non sudsing detergent, bought from a local paper mill was added to the water. I have no idea how I knew how much to add, I think I kept trying it out until it worked. I wore rubber gloves up to my elbows, and used soft bristle brushes to get the paint off.
My fledgling business was called "The Strip Joint". There was an ad that played on the local radio station.....to 'The Stripper', by David Rose. As the sax was playing.......the voice over said, "The Strip Joint, where we take it ALL off."
Catchy, right?
And yes, the local drunks would occasionally call in the wee hours of the morning........."is this where they take it all off???"
I did this for a few years, put myself through nursing school. It was an experience.

I don't strip furniture anymore, by the way.
Been there, done that.