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Thursday, September 15, 2005 

house of sand and fog

when i left the house on wednesday night, i gave the handyman the key, so that he could come back early the next morning to re-touch the mortar in the shower base that he had finally managed to pour last thing that evening. i had planned to sleep in and since i was going to change the locks later anyway, i felt it wasn't quite a risky move. as luck would have it, r c willey called at 7:10 am on thursday morning to schedule the delivery of the fridge and WD for 8:30 am. so much for sleeping in...
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i arrived at the house before the handyman and got started on sanding the drywall. i figured that if i put in some solid hours, we would be able to finish by that evening. i sanded and sanded and sanded till 12:30 pm when i took a break for lunch and then came right back. i inhaled a bucket of drywall dust and felt my lungs closing in. the room was thick with dust. face masks make me more claustrophobic if anything and when you are sweating it ends up stinking. the handyman had come at 8:45 am (which was nice of him b/c he didn't have to) and leveled the shower floor. he came back in the afternoon and we realized that the plumbing store had given me the wrong vanity counter top. so in about 3 hours we called it a day and left.
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next day, i vacuumed the job site to clean up the dust and sand. ended up with a vaccum cleaner that turned white with chalk dust in every crevice and looked like it would never work right again on regular carpet.

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