This post isn’t about this–but, if anyone wants to participate in assisted suicide, I’m looking for a euthanasia solution. I feel like absolute shit right now, thanks to a cold/flu kind of thing.

On a lighter note, I think the outside of the house is almost done. They’ve been doing fencing and stuff, but looking around a bit I can’t really figure out what the fuck all is left. I suspect the guys will be back, I just don’t know why (although it may be lacing some kind of detail into the front fence for an unknown reason).

Here’s the before picture from the city assessor’s database. It’s a bright and sunny day, so it looks actually a bit nicer than reality.

Here’s the after pictures (and today is decidedly gloomier). (If M. sees this post, by the way, the rain followed me to Massachusetts. I guess it’s me.)

Finally, here’s the last pic of the bathroom improvements. Well, penultimate, really. They still owe me the faucets I picked out rather than the craptastic, modern, looks like glass (sure), plastic ones they installed.