Showing posts with label domesticity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label domesticity. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Tools
I sorted out and organized our tools, removing extras and stuff where Erin and I had duplicates. I guess that means our relationship is serious now?
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Old pot holder, new pot holder
A few days ago, my mom gave us some new pot holders. Turns out they’re made with the same fabric as a set of old, worn pot holders that I’ve had for a long time — maybe since my first apartment in 2000?
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Handyman Skills?
One of the annoyances about our apartment is that part of the light in our bathroom was detached and dangling. A very slow, drawn-out process involved me trying to fix it (no dice), our landlord's handy friend trying to fix it (no), and then us getting the go-ahead from the landlord to call a handyman to fix it. Of course, this involves finding someone and calling to set up an appointment, which was taking forever to get around to do. So, I tried again. It turned out the part in question was stripped and pretty much hopeless for screwing back in, so I settled for some electrical tape. I think it looks pretty much OK though.
Also, I made rigged this awesome litter wall to keep Jess from making such a mess. She loves to dig litter out of her box and put it in piles on the floor. Hopefully this will improve the situation.
Also, I made rigged this awesome litter wall to keep Jess from making such a mess. She loves to dig litter out of her box and put it in piles on the floor. Hopefully this will improve the situation.
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