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  • Tuesday, June 27, 2006
    From the Couch .....
    So, those jeans I donned this morning? I'm not sure I'll get to wear them again. The shirt was practically soaked through with water, sweat, and other odd substances, and the sneakers are pretty much slated for the trash.

    Not every one left the worksite with clothes to incinerate, but some got paint in their hair, and on their pants. Others had some bandages .... future lawyers and NAILS don't seem to get along too well.

    Although I suspect that one of the nail injuries was faked in order to give this person the opportunity to get a darker tan.

    The group I was in had the honor of demolishing a wall. That sounded like a lot of fun, and we were happy. After we demolished the wall, and looked at the "dry wall" which was now wet wall-crumbs sitting in a puddle, we realized that happiness was short lived. We shoveled and hauled buckets of wet slop to a dumpster at a very far away spot.

    My arms and legs are sore. As I'm sure are everyone else's from my group.

    It was hard work, but it was fun. The house I was working on was really cute, too. I was also happy for the future owners that we did rip the moldy dry wall down. After the crazy rains we received in late May, the basement flooded to about waist level, and mold was growing all over it. The site manager decided to just rip it down and rebuild (just the basement wall) rather than try to treat the mold, which is often an uphill battle.

    I also got to use a "screw gun." Otherwise known as a drill with a screwdriver bit stuck into the nose. Between demolishing a wall and becoming a pro with a power tool, I think I had a good experience.

    I am now home, showered, and sitting on my couch.
    posted by Zuska @ 3:45 PM  
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