Do Not Attempt This Stunt In Your Own Living Room

Something you can do in your living is change the clock.  Especially when its tick is louder than a gravel crusher.

Here is the offensive timekeeper.

It looked more like something you'd find in a class room, and the last thing I want is to relive those days anyway.

So rather than have it continue to tick away my will to live, Christine bought one in North Bay that she liked far more, partially because it's quieter, and had it up over the door in no time.

Here's a better look at it.

Huh...the chipped paint is deliberate.  And if you think that's stupid, ask yourself if you've ever bought stone or acid washed jeans, judgy.  It's called "character", according to all the effeminate dudes on HGTV.

Now here's something you shouldn't do, and I must admit that once I was up there I had the occasional moment of regret.

Two years later, we're still finding tools and such tucked away in various parts of the grounds.  I even found a lawn mower last weekend.  Doesn't mean I have to use it, mind you, but I did find one.

But a couple of weeks back, we found a tree trimmer.  It had a rusted old saw blade attached to the end that we removed because it appeared to have become useless over the years, but the branch cutter itself (basically long distance gardening sheers) are still pretty functional.

And once you get started...You can't stop!  Trimming dead branches from ground level lost its luster quickly though, so my irrational man instincts (manstincts?  No, that sounds foul...) drove me to climb on something unsafe.  It's just how we're built and what we do.  "The ground is boring.  I want to pull and tug on branches while looking up towards the sun and standing on a steep surface several feet over rocks and wood".

Ah well. It's nature. And tell me this guy didn't have fun!