So it's finally time to remodel the bathrooms.

When the big house succumbed to flood and was condemned, I moved cross the farm to an old fish camp my uncles built in 1973.
It's a salt box style, with one bed and bath on the main floor and two more bedrooms and a bath on the second.
Grandaddy told me that they rented out to fishermen, but I've found a few artifacts that, while fishy, most likely came with girlfriends.
Not judge'n... just say'n... when I moved in, I learned a lot bout fancy underwear when I started to clean out closets.

Yesterday, I trudged on out to the two-seater that is bout halfway twixt here and the old barn.
It was covered in jasmine and some evil vine and a young catalpa tree.

Ferd cut all that down, and I started to scrub.
I found a 1992 quarter, a Readers Digest, and a bucket of petrified wood ash.

The place was a lot better than I thought! A good sweep'n, spider removal, scrub down, and a quick slap dash of white wash and it was right pretty again.
I do need to attend to the roof... but that will need to wait till tomorrow.

OK... So today, Eli, Big Ennis, Little Ennis, and Don showed up bright and early... with a hard hat for me, a crowbar, and an obvious bag of doubt that I wouldn't be more than an irritant.

Determined to show em that em a woman is just as good at tear'n into things as a man, I attacked a patch of tile and managed to stab Little Ennis in the toe of his boot...

(He's ok... steel toes boot... but I knew than that I was be'n comically tested)... I meant cosmically.... but it was pretty comic, too.)

So, it's begun... and I figure I may as well share the adventure with you... cause if I disappear, you can tell the Sheriff if was most likely Don who did  me in... he's quiet and the only time he smiled was when I helped carry the ancient toilet downstairs and then learned that the new one was cracked... so we had to reinstall it... back upstairs.

Stand'n in my side yard, gag'n and scrub'n out the innards of an old toilet is a thousand times worse than a cedar outhouse... and that's a fact.