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Which means I’m writing this in my underwear…
Working like a madman for the entire weekend. Literally wall-to-wall effort. (Thanks too to the inimitable Steven H. Cohen, Esq.—looking more and more like a carpenter each day, you are—trim-master Paul Lasicki, and tile maven Werner Bauman) all this in an effort to appease the fleeting whims of the bank’s appraiser. We have now installed the entire front porch decking and stairs, interior trim is nearly 100% complete, and the tile in our bathroom is a grout-job away from done. All looks beautiful.

To clarify what needed to be done in order for us to close I put in a call to Our-Lady-of-the-Bank to get a true and real checklist for what I needed for a final sign-off. Today’s answer? Finish the stairs and have some kind of railing.

Save for the railing, the girl with the snake on the stairs proves we’ve got that done.

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