Killing It

We banged it out yesterday.

We left the top strip because we were scared the whole thing would collapse before we came back next weekend.

The frame is so shoddy and rotted out.

Ya know what's on the roof?

Just cloth, yep, that's right, not even canvas, just cloth.

Weird, but whatever.

We'll have it all down next weekend.

Plus, other exciting news, El Sammy Beasto got a 1979 GMC doolie truck.

It's a beast, but will be sure to be able to tow this sucker when we're finished.

We're trying to decide on some basics so that I can draw more plans and get better materials lists going.  We're thinking a murphy bed.  Just an idea but it would give us so much more space during the days!  I actually took out a Sharpie and drew outlines on the floor to give us ideas of space with what we do have planned so far.  It's nice to walk around and "see" what space and storage will somewhat look like, even if it is just in black marker lines.

But here's what we did this weekend (just Saturday).

This is what all of that aluminum siding looks like taken down and after I have folded and stompted it.

Off to the recycle center again tomorrow.

We're hoping to give away the 3 windows that actually have glass left in them to whoever needs them.

 

 Stripped.

 Close up.

There it is, skeleton, future Purple Peanut.

Afterwards, we hung out with our friends who own this awesome place.

El Sammy Beasto got taken on a tour, where there was an old, stone, falling down building that was a Pony Express Stop, a ravine where horse smugglers used to hide the horses, and a few other cool sites.  I'm going next time!

We sat, had a brew, and I got to feed Curly!

She's awesome and does the happy calf dance, much like a ferret who does the happy ferret dance!

Right now, she's about the size of our German Shepherd, and she's only 2 weeks old!

She did wind up slobbering all over the front of my shirt while we were snuggling.

What a love muffin!

Then, all four of us headed up the road to a going away party.

Another friend of ours also lives down that way.  We ran down to her basement, jumped in the shower and changed before the festivities.  I gorged on grilled stuff and a few Oktoberfest brews.  Lucky for me, El Sammy Beasto was DD.  Nice change for me, haha!