June 16th, 2003

Macbeth the Usurper


After yet another run to the transfer station, this time to drop of recyclables and an awful loud dehumidifier, I went shopping for a new dehumidifier. I wanted a smaller one, but I could not find one. When I did find a smaller one at another store, I found that the larger ones were more appropriate to a damp basement. Drat it all.

Tomorrow, I'll be going up that way again.

I have the last of the drywall down (sans a few bits here and there). I found another foundation crack and a little more insect damage.

I am damned tired of talking about jury duty. I want it to go away.