Frustrated...

This fool needs to hurry up and finish so I can floor. He said it will be done tomorrow. Will keep you updated.

I is an Arborer.

I don't think that is an English word. But the pics speak for themselves. I will update a ton tomorrow, dead tired. But The Lamsion has its first tree!

Thanks for taking pictures, while I was slaving it, Joodles.

Going to bed. First game in the Hangover Basketball League. We got it.

Accountability.

No one is accountable for jack shit no more. These fools decided to take a day off today. I woke up at 5am and got to The Lamsion at 7am ready to rip out the carpet and install our new French Bleed Flooring. They were not done painting. Serious? So I ended up removing all of the base boards and carpet strips. The carpet is now just floating and can come out in a cinch. I told him he has until Sunday to patch up and finish painting. I used blue tape and marked everything off. Jesus fcking Christ, can no one do their god damn job? Ok, enough rant.

These are all the sticks we took out:

Only got 2 pokes and 1 cut. Not bad.

Bye Bye Carpet/Baseboards. 

Here are some more before and after:

Before

After

Closet looking fresh.

Waking up at 8am for these:

Yep, I am getting trees tomorrow. Don't hate.

It aint nothing to a boss. My goons got goons. My house is stupid dumb big. My rooms got rooms.

Before

After

Before

After

Before

After

Tons more. Picked up the floor. Putting in the upstairs tomorrow. Wish me luck.

Almost there.

Last time you will see that carpet. Ripping it out tomorrow.

Real Talk.

Money Moves.

This guy has been on hyper drive these two past days. No idea why. Gave him a buck fifty advance yesterday? But look at the progress. Everywhere but the kitchen has paint.

Paid for the floors...Picking it up Thursday. You aren't ready.

Dream Catcher

New Texture

New Paint

Love it or hate it. Going to be boss.

French Bleed...

I think we picked it [going to mull over it for another day]:

Dark one on the right. Courtesy of: http://www.shophomeelements.com

So I was not able to update last night, due to the exhausting manual labor Peter and Jackie enlisted me to do and also Seagram's Sweet Tea Vodka, again.

Here is a recap of my slave day. Woke up at 9 to remove a door from Jackie's mom's house and help Peter take down some lights. Little did I know, "some" lights in Peter's vocabulary is actually 22. No big deal, I am a pro, remember? Uninstalled the lights, ripped out the door and I thought we were done. Nope, moved about 4 tons of rocks, some trees, moved some TV's, a 400lb tree stump [all of these measurements are probably over exaggerated, but it sure felt like that]. Basically, I was Frederick Douglas from 9am to 8pm, albeit I was fed and properly hydrated. It was fun... [parts of it]. I am reluctant to call Peter right now as he needs help texturing, but I did and he didn't pick up. Whew.

Here are some photos from my adventure:

How sad, it used to be her OFFICE door, it is now The Lamsion's Front Door.

Don't act surprised. I am a carpenter.

Not only can I install, I can remove...

New backyard furniture. Thanks Ms. Tong!

Too bad, Peter made me stay in that position for 2 miles while holding his fcking TV's.

New closet set up. Hi Simon!

Those rocks are no joke. Going to the Chow's to swim. See you guys tomorrow.

wtf

WTF? How drunk were they? Why they do that to my shoe. Gotta wake up early to help Peter take about his house. More details soon.

Progress...

I love progress.

After some 2am Jack in the Box, I swing by the house and find an El Camino parked on the driveway. I guess that bathroom money we paid them went to good hands. They got their car working again. They were working still at 2am. I like it.