Dammit, it's dang near impossible to hang drywall on the ceiling by yourself (without renting one of those drywall holders).
Just need to drywall and I'll be done and ready for AyA to come in on Wednesday. Luckily I have Richard coming tomorrow to help me out.
I don't know if I would be able to make a living doing renos. The thought is romantic in a way, but my body doesn't really like it. I wish I wasn't so delicate
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