We suspect there were "visitors" on Friday night, someone with a key. I changed the locks and padlocked the outbuildings yesterday. Grandson really likes the house and big backyard, it wore him out good, when he finally passed out he was down deep. The house is a concrete cottage slash bunker built in 1935 (see 2750 Zachman Way, Carmichael, CA, pictures are still up on the internet), really cool, impractical house that we like a lot. A couple of ladies came over and introduced themselves, nice people. The one lady offered to lend me tools, believe me I have plenty of tools. My wife wants this mondo locking mailbox so I'm out there doing battle with the rickety 4x6 post and bracket setup when a vehicle drives up and two extremely clean cut young men with black name tags jump out and beeline over to the heathen (me), now who told them I'm here? Weird, no bicycles. They start asking me personal questions about my religion, I talked to them for a few minutes. Finally when I indicate I've had enough the guy hands me a business card with a picture of a Northern European dude with long hair and a beard, I think maybe they represented some new age religion that was founded at Woodstock by hippies although they don't look anything like the guy or hippies. Like some kind of conservative hippie type folks. When my uncle joined them in the 1970s he sent successive waves of these young men to my parent's house which greatly annoyed my Mother who is a devout died in the wool Episcopalian, she finally told him (her brother in law) to knock it off, the visits ceased after that.
It has an English cottage vibe...add a perennial cottage garden and it would fit right in with that ?ÿAnglican sensibility. ?ÿ
You sneaky b@st@rd. ?ÿ
It's got a big backyard for the grandkid you tell your wife; all the while your motivation is the brewery 800 feet away.?ÿ
I like it.?ÿ Love the woodwork, too.?ÿ
As for the wandering 'profits' my suggestion would be four-legged and in the 40 to 50 pound range; not as large as a german shepherd but something with some attitude...
The stair treads are 6x12 railroad ties...real depression sensibility?ÿ
The stair treads are 6x12 railroad ties
Complete with creosote?
Was the 4-poster bed part of the deal??ÿ It really looks good in that room.
A nice leaf farm with limited view in the land of swimming pools. ??ÿ
No creosote on the stair treads, they are stained and finished. Maybe they didn't creosote redwood in the 1930s, I'm not sure.
Installed deadbolts today. I purchased a Milwaukee jig at Home Depot which worked great, it comes with the hole saws.
The boy hit the ground running again, he passed out after lunch but no nap for me.
Who did the survey?
Me with a measuring wheel. It??s a lot on a parcel map (Californian for minor subdivision) and I found the centerline control. I??m satisfied the fences are close enough. Cobbler??s children have no shoes.
"I??m satisfied the fences are close enough."?ÿ A-men brother.?ÿ I was joking.
I bought a house in 1986 and?ÿlived in?ÿit ten years before I sold it.?ÿ The deed & plat reflected a 60' lot.?ÿ It had a tad over 67' between fences.?ÿ It also had a detached garage that was only 2' from one of the side fences.
Sometimes a sleeping dog is best left undisturbed.
We've been in this house for almost 22 years and I haven't surveyed the lot yet.?ÿ I thought about it a couple of times, but promptly found something better to do.
Not to hijack this but I've been in our house 37 years without surveying the boundaries. A couple of months ago new neighbor hired Brand X to stake their boundary (its a long story) which they did. But not before knocking on my door and introducing themselves, asking if I were home and subsequently giving me a call at the office. Guy did his research and it was appreciated.?ÿ
