You never know what you're gonna find

Memorial Day.  Harley owners are out riding their noisy Hogs.  Others are in the mountains getting their cabins ready for summer.  Families gather and fire up the barbeque.  Children are playing in the yard and blowing soap bubbles, watching them float with the breezes.

You can guess where we were.  Last weekend Diego put a new subfloor down in the kitchen of #102.  A scant 1/4 inch of plywood to give the new floor a nice level place to live.  Then on Saturday we put leveler on the seams.  Later, while Diego was working in the bathroom upstairs, I sanded the leveler down.  Sunday we got a late start at 3:00 and cleaned and vacuumed the floor and then painted the floor with a primer in prep for tile.

Today, Memorial Day, we started at 9:00 a.m.  We decided to use self stick vinyl tiles, thinking that when the inevitable gouges occur, we can pull and replace individual tiles instead of replacing the whole floor.  The field tiles went down really fast.  The border tiles each had to be cut, and although not difficult, did take quite a bit of time.

Meanwhile upstairs....Diego was fixing the walls in the bathroom.  It became apparent that a part of the drywall was damaged and would actually have to be replaced.  When he had the wall opened up there was something back there.  Diego came downstairs with - no kidding - a pair of dirty mens underwear hanging from a screwdriver. Eeew!  I can only imagine how they got there.