(Last updated: 12-11-2018)
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Tuesday, 12-11-18: Another early revielle and
Playing racquetball every few days definitely does not help things, but I think the bigger problem is all the carpentry and painting that I have been doing. Sheetrock sanding, running a brush and a roller, hammering, etc all cause wear. I can use my left hand for some of that stuff, but being right-handed means I can't always use the left hand.
I think I'm exhausted this morning, and I have been chilled and in front of the electric heater. At 6 degrees outside the living room can only heat to about 68 even when we leave it set at 70. What a bunch of crap! I had the heating system upgraded a couple years ago and that helped a lot; for the first three years or so here at the house we had epic-fail "radiant floor" heat that barely worked. It was a bunch of crap! Back then the living room would only be about 60 at 6 degrees outside. I remember many mornings when we'd get well below zero outside and the living room would only be 55. Thankfully we don't get that low anymore, but we still need the electric heater a little here and there.
It doesn't help that I have to go outside with the dogs to ensure Groot doesn't eat dog shit. After yesterday morning's epic fail when she coughed up shit-chunder I am taking no chances. My wife is always sick so I am the one going out to shovel and to supervise the three dogs. Copper and Tiger Lily don't really need to be watched, but Groot sure does. Overall Groot is a good dog when she ain't trying to eat dog shit! Three dogs is one too many half the time, though.
I helped Dillon move a futon, table, and recliner yesterday afternoon so now they have 99% of their stuff moved into their new apartment over at North Main. It was weird working over there yesterday seeing the apartment furnished and having the entire building heated to about 70. The heat is forced hot-air, one furnace, one zone for everywhere so even the downstairs needs to be warm now. I had been used to working in 50-60 degrees depending on what I was doing so 70 feels hot. Now when I work downstairs I definitely will be in a tee-shirt if not even shorts on occasion. The heat will help mud and paint dry so it's not necessarily a bad thing, though.
^Upstairs living room earlier this year. Downstairs looks kinda like that now, and my tax office is not even close to looking like that yet.
Today I will do some prep for ceiling sheetrock downstairs; the city code guys told me I need double 5/8 sheetrock on the ceilings for fire separation so I have 52 sheets of heavy 12-foot drywall staged in the garage for all the ceilings. I'm hoping I can get away with one layer of 5/8 on the celing and Rockwood fireproof insulation above that, but I have to wait to talk to code to get options. I also need to know what our sign size is allowed to be so we can order our signs for the place. Hopefully this week we can firm up what we want our signs to look like so next week we can get over to Davinci and order them. I'd like to have signs up on the place in early January, but who knows maybe I won't be ready by then since staying on schedule has been a challenge for my loser ass.
I still have A LOT of work left in the downstairs at that place. Plus I have probably 3 full days worth of siding to finish on the exterior. Easily 2.5 days on the front and at least a half-day on the north-facing side still to go. At temps only in the teens and 20s it ain't happening now, but Friday should be 37 so I am hoping to work on the front siding for the afternoon over there. The weekend should be mild-ish as well so maybe Sat I can do a little more on that front. I really need to get that siding on ASAP so the place doesn't look bootleg when all our potential customers drive by.
It is 0712 now and they are talking about Trump again in the news. He paid hush-money to his porn-star floozies in the past so it seems he broke the law in some way. He is a piece of shit who has almost certainly cheated on his wife multiple times because why else would he have paid these women to STFU? I'm still amazed he is our president because he is a scumbag. The Democrats epic failed by offeriing up Hillary Clinton as their candidate two years ago because she is also a scumbag. Hell she might actually be worse than Trump, but there is no way to know for sure. It would be nice to have a (seemingly) good president again; we have not had one of those in a very long time. Last week former president George H.W. Bush died at age 94, and he was married to his wife for 73 years before she died earlier this year. OMG WOW. Think he ever cheated on her? Hell if I know, but all indications are that he was nothing but faithful. He died because he wanted to go be with her in heaven. Sadly Heaven is probably a fake myth, but I hope there is something awesome in the afterlife other than just dirt and rot.
^RIP Mr. Bush. WWII hero, great family man, part of the greatest generation of Americans who are now leaving us en-mass. America is fucked with the new crop of simps because people are all pussies who get offended by stupid shit like The Little Mermaid. Reason #679,065 why we need an asteriod to wipe us back to a simpler time. The end.
Monday, 12-10-18: I gotta get this place rented
ASAP. Oh, photos of the newly renovated apartment.
Of greater importance to me this past week has been the apartment at North Main. That friggin place used up a lot of my precious... precious time. I thought I would have it done sooner than I did, but I suck at projecting my time. What I thought would be a couple hours of trim painting turned out to be much more than that. All the white for doors, baseboards, windows, etc took a very long time. Thankfully I did get it done (well 99% done close enough!) and Dillon, Debbie, and Travis moved in yesterday. Oh Jesus hell ya! As far as I know they didn't have any major issues with the place overnight because my phone has been quiet. I'll check with them in about an hour or two to see how their first night there was for them. This is the first time that the building has been occupied in what I believe is many years.
The apartment came out as expected. I really am proud of the kitchen; I got that space looking great. I took some pictures before they started moving in, and here they all are:
^Also the bathroom came out looking great. Closet still needs a bifold door in there, but it's not an urgent need and yesterday Lowe's was sold out of the 24x80 size that I need. What a bunch of crap!
Today I have some miscellaneous things to do over there including hooking up a dryer exhaust vent, painting in the stairwell (that they won't use much), and cleaning the downstairs. It is a nice feeling knowing that, for the first time in a week or so, I don't feel pressed for time with a hard deadline looming. I had to get that place ready for them yesterday since Travis and Dillon only have Sundays off this time of year. Pushing it back a week would have been all bad since I have already delayed them two other times.
The Patriots lost yesterday in an extremely bizarre game in Miami. I only watched the last half of the game because I was working at that apartment in the photo above. The Pats had a 33-27 lead with 7 seconds left in the game, and the Dolphins scored a 55-yard touchdown after the Pats' defense epic failed. It was one of the dumbest losses in the history of the Patriots, but I think it's funny in a weird sort of way. The Pats are still 9-4 and in good shape on the season.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA GODS FUCKING DAMN IT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA FUCK MY FUCKING LIFE OMG GROOT JUST PUKED UP LIQUID SHIT-CHUNDER PARTLY ON THE COUCH AND MOSTLY ON THE FLOOR THEN MORE ON THE DECK AFTER I BOOTED HER ASS OUT AND THEN SHE STARTED EATING HER OWN PUKE FUCK THIS.
WHAT A BUNCH OF CRAP!
^WHAT A WANTED TO DO TO GROOT 10 MINUTES AGO.
All I wanna know is why? Why does a dog eat shit? I hadn't seen Groot doing that in a while so I was hopeful she had outgrown that horrible habit. My bad there. Now I have to go outside with them and supervise more, and that sucks because it is the middle of winter temperature-wise today's high temp will be 25 tonight we drop down to 6 and the rest of the week stays cold fuck this shit fuck my life I'm seriously considering trading in every fucking thing that I own and leaving for good.*
*I'm not really going to do that just yet, but getting a third dog was a really fucking bad idea and I feel like a pussy for allowing it to happen earlier this year.
Friday, 12-07-18: Just installed 2/3 of a floor.
Oh, I shot a deer last night and then gave it away.
^This flooring installs epic-fast. It's at Home Depot for around $1.90/square foot, and nope they ain't paying my ass jack shit for any endorsement because this site is a bunch of crap. The kitchen is a decent sized space at around 12x15 (less flooring due to cabinets) so easily about 125-150 square feet with some edges and corners, and in just under 1.5 hours I got it 2/3 done tonight. Another 1-1.5 hours tomorrow and it will be all done. (the final part takes longer due to more edge and finish cuts.)
I went deer hunting each of the past two evenings. First on Wednesday was my final bowhunt up here on a cold mid-20s afternoon. It was almost too cold to bowhunt, but thankfully there was no wind. Unfortunately I didn't see jack friggin shit. What a bunch of crap! Last night was an entirely different scenario, though. I went to the midcoast and had epic success in the waning minutes of my 2018 hunting season.
Dad and his good friend Mike both shot their deer already, and Mike has a sweet setup on his property. Two food plots and great blinds to go with them on a lot of acres (40? 80? It's a big piece of woods.) Rifle season ended already, but it is still muzzle-loader season until tomorrow so I bought the $14 tag for one lone black-powder final hunt. I had hoped to hunt both last night and this morning back at the ol' homestead, but I have too much work to do so I could only in good conscience hunt once.
We set up early, around 1400, and Pop hunted with me since the enclosed blind was spacious enough for us both. I was secretly kinda hoping no deer showed up since I knew if I shot a deer I would have to spend precious... precious hours butchering it. We don't really need the deer meat anyway because Jason gave me a big doe earlier this fall so we are in great shape in that department. However, I do enjoy hunting so I wanted to do at least a little more of it this final week.
After over 2 hours of nothing, and just when I was getting ready to kinda be thankful that nothing was happening, two deer showed up at the back end of the food plot. A doe and a skipper! I lowered the plexiglass window and almost spooked the deer out of there, but they stuck around. I had a nice facing-shot at the skipper, but I realized the bigger doe was quartering towards me and just in view so I got set up on her, I told Pop to plug his ears, I took my time setting up and getting a good rest and shot, and BOOM one shot smoke everywhere from the muzzle-loader controlled explosion.
It was about 1620, daylight was rapidly waning (sunset 1600-ish), and we knew it would be dark soon so we closed up the blind, packed our gear, and headed down to the back end of the food plot where the deer were when I shot. Due to all the smoke we had no idea if the deer dropped dead on the spot or if she took off running, but quickly we realized she was not keeled over right there so obviously she ran off at least a bit. Gods damn it! Looking for a deer in the dark sucks. A lot. We looked for a good 20 minutes before I FINALLY found some blood, and once I was on that blood trail I stayed on it easily because there was blood everywhere. On shrubs, trees, etc. She got hit hard and I didn't think she would run too far, but I had to track her down into some very unforgiving terrain before I finally found her piled up and very much deceased.
I had to go down into a friggin' ravine to get her, and to make matters worse there were coyotes and I don't know those woods at all so I was all confused as to where the hell I even was. Thankfully I had a good headlamp/flashlight, but still I needed to holler like hell to Pop to get a sense of direction. I tried to drag her a bit, but F that she was a BIG doe and heavy. It was extremely difficult to get her out of that ravine and to the back end of the food plot, but after many swears and falling down a few times I got it done. Mike got home from work and helped by bringing his ATV to drag her out.
^A BIG doe. Dad guessed between 140-150 pounds, and after dragging her ass up a ravine/small mountain I whole-heartedly agree. Mike also said she's huge for a doe. In hindsight I should have shot the smaller deer!
I can't believe I actually got a deer this hunting season. I only did six total hunts, and I had deer encounters on two of them. Not a bad ratio really. When I say an encounter I don't just mean seeing a deer off in the distance, I mean something that would be close enough to shoot and at legal hunting time. I bowhunted four times up here, and I hunted twice in the midcoast. I thought I'd be using up my entire precious... precious day today to cut up the deer, but thankfully Mike's brother-in-law wanted the deer so awesome I gave her away. Free for the taking! I just had to tag her and make a delivery, and I was more than happy to do that since my time is better spent doing carpenty right now than it is butchering deer.
There were more than a few minutes last night when I was looking for that deer where I doubted myself. I didn't see any deer, and I didn't see any blood. No nothing. What a bunch of crap! The shot felt great, and Dad watched me shoot and said I did good work. He would know since he lives for it and since he used to be a firearms instructor. Talk about a dream job for him, eh? Loves guns, worked with them for decades. That's a life-win right there. I was getting frustrated because I didn't want to give up the search and have to stay overnight or come back the next day to look in the daylight, but I knew if I didn't find her that is what I would have had to do. Thankfully I found that blood and that blood-trail led me to the deer or else I would have been pwned.
Wednesday, 12-05-18: I'm officially 100% done.
I also said I'd reach out if my situation changed at all. No sense burning any bridges. I said I'd be glad to help so please call if there are questions relating to any of my former clients. Again, bridges should not burn. I'm really not going to be competition for JH anyway because a lot of what they do and what I do will be different. The "big box" tax business like JH, HR Block, and Liberty Tax all focus on refund advances, AR, etc. They'll get plenty of clients and won't be threatened at all by my tiny little piece of the pie. I didn't keep a list of JH clients so I won't pirate any of them, and I wouldn't do that anyway. There are a couple of my very best clients who already have my personal cell number who will probably come see me at my new business, but I have no desire to screw over JH in any way.
All through November I said to friends, family, and maybe even to the two of you who actually read this pathetic excuse for a site that I might still end up back at JH. The ERO application process with the IRS is arduous, time-consuming, and by no means a sure thing. I had to do a detailed application online and also go to the local police to have my fingerprints professionally done. Apparently the IRS doesn't want criminals doing taxes hehehehe. I did all that stuff back in October, but I had to play the waiting game. Then I realized that I used our North Main address as my tax-business address but didn't even have a mailbox up. What a bunch of crap! My bad there. Thankfully I did put up a new mailbox in time for this letter to come on Monday from the IRS:
"We've accepted your application..." OH GREAT AWESOME NOW I CAN BE MY OWN BOSS FOR THE ENTIRE YEAR BYE BYE w2 EMPLOYMENT!
So that makes it official; I definitely will NOT be returning to JH this year or *hopefully* any year for a long time to come if ever. I didn't hate JH at all, and overall it was a great job. I made pretty good money as their top "salesman" in the state the past couple years. I did a lot of taxes and "sold" a lot of the GOLD GUARANTEES (GGs.) The GG is probably all profit for the company; it is an extra fee for audit protection and reimbursement in the event your tax preparer did it wrong. I like to think I didn't do any wrong, but odds are I made a few mistakes along the way. I did see the GGs pay out on rare occasion from other preparer errors so maybe it was a good thing to buy for many...
The part of the JH job that sucked ass was having to stay until 1900 on most nights, even when there were no customers. During the "peak" late Jan-most of Feb that didn't seem so bad when I often had to work later anyway because it was busy, but in March and most of April there was a lot of down-time when it was boring. Now I can come and go as I please. I still have to decide if I'll be open regular hours, by appointment only, or a mix. I can't say for sure yet since the business is still a construction-zone!
^From last year. This will NOT be my business model at all.
^This is what Kat's DJ area and the entrance to my tax office and little waiting area (through that door opening in the photo) look like right now. What a bunch of crap! Hopefully next week I can start installing sheetrock there. I can't exactly open my own tax business when it is still just tools and 2x4s. I really need to have all of that done by mid-January if I want this thing to have any success. I guess I could wait until the end of January since all the people who want to file super-early will probably end up at JH or HRBlock anyway. Damn I have a lot left to do over there. Being behind schedule = what a bunch of crap! Hopefully that downstairs comes together quickly.
After considering a list of business names including North Main Taxes, Rambo's Badass Taxes (just kidding there), Gold Eagle Tax, etc I decided to go with EVEN KEEL TAX. Kat even made up a logo that I don't have on here but that I really like. Hopefully in the next few days we can finish up the logo so I can order business cards and next week get with DaVinci Sign and order a business sign for both my awesome wife and I. She'll use part of Nort Main to promote her DJ business and we'll even have a space to lease out. We already have people wanting to lease that space, and my landscape/plow guy wants to lease the garage. Oh Jesus hell ya!
Trying to do the carpentry on the remodel and build my own tax business takes up a lot of my precious... precious time. Hopefully it's all worthwhile in the end.
Tuesday, 12-04-18: A million things to do still
I still have to do Christmas cards and some more Christmas shopping. Thankfully my awesome wife did most of the shopping already, and she even did cards for the tenants and bought cookies for them all. That's a HUGE help to me. She's the best! Unfortunately she is still recovering from her appendix rupture and subsequent infection from last month, and now she might have a hernia from the surgery so she can't seem to catch a break. It has been a long time since she has felt even close to 100%.
Nadia's birthday party is this Sunday, and I won't be able to go to my only niece's celebration because I have to help Dillon, Debbie, and Travis move in at North Main. Dillon and Travis both work as couriers and I know all too well from my time at FedEx, USPS, and UPS how busy the logistics industry gets this time of year. Therefore, they only have Sundays off lately so that is why we are planning for that day. I will go down to the ol' homestead this Thursday to deer hunt and to visit, and I can drop off Nadia's gift then. I don't know how to shop for an 8-year old so thankfully Kat handled that for me as well. I actually don't even know how old Nadia is so I just wrote 8 because that is my best guess. What a bunch of crap I fuckin' SUCK. I barely even know my niece because I don't go down to visit enough.
I'll get that upstairs apartment over at our newest property done by Sunday, but I'll definitely have to work Saturday over there to pull it off. I still have to finish this stairwell ceiling, trim, and wall paint:
I also have to install a new living room, hall, and kitchen floor. Today I'll do most of the living room floor. Maybe? Hopefully! Yesterday the weather was a toilet so I "only" worked on the siding for about 3 total hours. For days the forecast for yesterday was 45 and decent, but then at the last minute it got bumped down to 39 with showers throughout the day. What a bunch of crap! We got that rain, and it shut me down for a while. Oh well at least I could find plenty to do inside when it was raining.
F this, I am NEVER doing this again. In fact, I need to sell a property because I have too many. What makes things worse is the fact that not only am I renovating an entire property but I am also trying to start my own tax business. It is December and I still haven't even sided the front of the place. Epic fail staying on schedule. Once North Main is done I think owning that building will be the best thing for us, but until then it is daunting and incredibly time-consuming. Plus it is damn expensive!
Sunday, 12-02-18: A mostly day off today.
Friday afternoon I took a little nap and played racquetball so I definitely did NOT work all day. That happens to me often, back and forth I go, and that is a nice perk of living so close to all the properties. Kat and I have vaguely discussed getting a different house in the future, but I am conflicted about that some because this location can't be beat. We're 1/4 mile away from North Main and only 1/3 of a mile away from my bootleg gym and apartment office. Not bad! Unfortunately our property taxes are about $4000 a year, we have a small lot, and the place isn't Kat's dream-house. Kitchen and living room a tad on the smaller side. I've done all the modifications that I possibly can to the house. I do plan for new kitchen cabinets, countertop, and a remodeled bar with storage, but there is no changing the square-footage of either space.
^Added close to 1000 square feet of interior space three years ago and will NOT be doing that again to this house.
Channel 1928 on our TV plays Def Leppard's Armageddon It from the all-time best Hysteria album, 1987. Oh Jesus Hell Ya! One of their best songs, ever. Especially the part where Joe Elliot sings "Come on Steve, get it." Love that part for obvious reasons. Too bad guitarist Steve Clark died a few years later during the making of another great Def Leppard album, Adrenalize.
^Armageddon It, track 6 nestled in right after Pour Some Sugar on Me and Gods of War. I once had the Hysteria album on cassette and wore that thing out because I listened to it so much back in the late 80s. Right around the time when Oregon Trail was a thing on the Apple computers. Hehehehe. God the 80s were awesome.
I have the itch to deer hunt a few more times this week, the last week of the season. I went bowhunting yesterday PM, and it was an awesome hunt. Saw some turkeys and then about 15 minutes before quitting time I had a solo doe come within about 30 yards of my ground location near "Supertree." Unfortunately she didn't go to Supertree, she ended up puttering around at my roughly 12-1 o'clock position so I could not get a good shot angle. I moved just a tad, she saw me move, and she got uneasy. She still stuck around for a few more minutes in shot-range, but she was just too out of position for me and when I moved again to try to get a better angle she saw me and ran off. What a bunch of crap! I barely moved, too.
Had I been more prepared for the hunting season I would have had a better chance to shoot that doe, but I let my ground-blind at Supertree pretty much fall apart so I was not too well hidden. Epic fail. Plus I told myself no awkward shots, only a nice 20-25 yard broadside shot this season since I am not that well-prepared. I was pretty well hidden for a nice shot towards Supertree, but I was too exposed for anything else. Oh well I really don't care it was fun just having that one encounter. I have always had at least one close encounter with a deer at Supertree every single year. Last night was only my third hunt in that place all season.
I did run into another hunter who told me he shot this huge buck on Thanksgiving morning:
^That is one AWESOME deer. I know this guy shot him because he showed me a pic in his phone. Sadly he said he did not recover the deer. Tracked blood, found part of his arrow, saw the deer running, ended badly. Hopefully he is still alive, but after hearing the story it seems unlikely. What a bunch of crap!
I want to go on a couple muzzle-loader hunts this week down at the ol' homestead, hopefully Thursday-Friday. I really have to play the weather more than ever this time of year because at times it gets too cold to hunt. Tomorrow will be around 40, but the rest of the week looks much colder. Hopefully Thurs-Fri we stay in the low 30s with not too much wind. That's what we had yesterday PM for my fun bowhunt. I can brave it when temps drop down to the 20s for rifle/muzzle-loader hunting, but down into the teens is too cold for my loser ass. 20s is generally too cold for bowhunting for me. Winter is here, and my latest heating bills sure prove it. What a bunch of crap!
Everything that I needed contractors and outside help for is done at North Main for the upstairs apartment. Oh Jesus Hell ya! "Sparkies" Ben and John got my wiring done and the water heater going Friday, and yesterday Bruce installed the shower valve. Katherine also painted the hall in the apartment Friday while I did a little of this and a little of that around the place. Now all I have left is a little trim, painting, and flooring. Should come together quickly, and if I really stay on top of things then I'll have that apartment done by the time I do leave to go muzzle-loader hunting. I plan to have them start moving in next Sunday the 9th, but I am hoping to have it 100% ready by Saturday the 8th so they can start that day if they so choose. We'll see... little things tend to eat up my precious... precious time. Dillon and Travis both have Sunday off so that is why I am aiming for that day as their moving day.