Cheap Mexican Labor
This past weekend was not so restful, which is frustrating, thought that I would work, then have time to relax. Unfortunately, this was not the case.
I got up early on Saturday, so I could take off by 7:40am. Drive back to Scottsdale and meet my sisters boyfriend, and guy she's moving in with. Good guy, got along well, we have a lot in common. Doesn't mean that I didn't tell him that I would watch him closely. Anyway, talk with my sister and him for a while, then begin surveying the house, and all that I have to paint.
(I guess some back story would be nice...Sister is moving out of the house, and into this condo in Scottsdale, with her boyfriend. She called me and asked me to help paint, and move her into the house, and like the good little brother that I am, I complied. She just owes me big, cause I didn't get any alcohol or anything good out of it. All she did was give me food, being cheap Mexican labor kind of sucks sometimes...)
So, back to the story, after surveying, sister leaves for work, her boyfriend and I begin talking, getting to know each other. We begin some minor demo, as well as the removal of all light fixtures, blinds, face plates, vent covers, etc. Then its spackle time, wait for it to dry time, then primer time, then wait for it to dry time, then first coat of paint time, then wait for it to dry time, then beer time, then second coat of paint time, wait for it to dry time, then third coat of paint time...then saying damn it all, there's another room...
That gets done eventually, however when we are done, it's late, like midnight-ish. So sleep was calling, and I was most definately answering.
Now I get woken up around 8 or so, to go and pick up the U-haul, then drive to Fountain Hills to begin Moving the boyfriends crap into my sisters place. We make the drive, and nothing is really ready to go... Anyway, not going into too much detail, because if I'm bored writing this, then you are most definitely bored reading this.
So let's make this short, we lifted heavy stuff, I lifted heavy stuff, sister supervised...Drive back, getting late, let them unload the truck, I drive home, visit the parental units. I eat, talk, shower, drive back to help bring heavy shit upstairs. Do that, leave, drive back up to Flagstaff.
So yes, very eventful weekend I know. If you made it through the mundane text above, congrats...you get nothing.
I got up early on Saturday, so I could take off by 7:40am. Drive back to Scottsdale and meet my sisters boyfriend, and guy she's moving in with. Good guy, got along well, we have a lot in common. Doesn't mean that I didn't tell him that I would watch him closely. Anyway, talk with my sister and him for a while, then begin surveying the house, and all that I have to paint.
(I guess some back story would be nice...Sister is moving out of the house, and into this condo in Scottsdale, with her boyfriend. She called me and asked me to help paint, and move her into the house, and like the good little brother that I am, I complied. She just owes me big, cause I didn't get any alcohol or anything good out of it. All she did was give me food, being cheap Mexican labor kind of sucks sometimes...)
So, back to the story, after surveying, sister leaves for work, her boyfriend and I begin talking, getting to know each other. We begin some minor demo, as well as the removal of all light fixtures, blinds, face plates, vent covers, etc. Then its spackle time, wait for it to dry time, then primer time, then wait for it to dry time, then first coat of paint time, then wait for it to dry time, then beer time, then second coat of paint time, wait for it to dry time, then third coat of paint time...then saying damn it all, there's another room...
That gets done eventually, however when we are done, it's late, like midnight-ish. So sleep was calling, and I was most definately answering.
Now I get woken up around 8 or so, to go and pick up the U-haul, then drive to Fountain Hills to begin Moving the boyfriends crap into my sisters place. We make the drive, and nothing is really ready to go... Anyway, not going into too much detail, because if I'm bored writing this, then you are most definitely bored reading this.
So let's make this short, we lifted heavy stuff, I lifted heavy stuff, sister supervised...Drive back, getting late, let them unload the truck, I drive home, visit the parental units. I eat, talk, shower, drive back to help bring heavy shit upstairs. Do that, leave, drive back up to Flagstaff.
So yes, very eventful weekend I know. If you made it through the mundane text above, congrats...you get nothing.