Pouring a Concrete Foundation Under an Old House
Posted by Laura-Jane - Whimfield in House, Projects on 23. May, 2010 | 17 Comments
Oh, to be a blogger. To tell stories as they unfold. To keep you in my pocket as we ride this adventure that is life. To tell you, “Today I” and “This morning we” and “We’re about to.” It all takes courage, don’t you know?
But, you see, I am not that brave. I delay stories [...]
Jacking Up A House
Posted by Laura-Jane - Whimfield in House, Prince Edward Island, Projects on 04. May, 2010 | 33 Comments
On Monday morning our house looked like this. See the photo above? Normal house. Almost level to the ground.Monday afternoon, steel girders were slipped underneath the house… See above?And by Monday evening, the house was jacked up in the air and dangling four feet above the ground.
Thankfully, like the driveway project, we’ve recruited experts to [...]
Obstacles Will Forever Be Obstacles until Dealt With
Posted by Laura-Jane - Whimfield in House, Outdoors, Prince Edward Island on 28. Feb, 2010 | 5 Comments
We heat our house solely with wood. We keep a week’s worth of firewood on hand in a bin near the door.
Weekly, as the firewood bin starts to look empty, there are a few stragglers at the bottom of the bin. There’s a rotten piece, a skinny piece that’s way too long to fit inside [...]
Cold Winter Morning
Posted by Laura-Jane - Whimfield in House, Outdoors, Personal, Prince Edward Island on 31. Dec, 2009 | 27 Comments
Sometimes I have occasion to drive to Charlottetown, PEI’s capital, to do business. And sometimes I have to show up there for 8:30am. In the winter, an 8:30am appointment in Charlottetown sees my morning as follows. There’s no jaw-dropping twist to this story; the following is just a simple scene from my simple life.
I am [...]
Some Peoples’ Idea of Relaxation
Posted by Laura-Jane - Whimfield in House, Life Dream, Personal on 22. Nov, 2009 | 11 Comments
It’s late morning. Sunday. We’ve had breakfast, and we’re sitting in our home office, looking at each other from our desks.
I’m still wearing my pyjamas and big floppy white socks. We’re both splayed out on our office chairs, facing each other. My legs are sprawled out in front of me; my posture is atrocious.
“I’ve got [...]