At first we were overwhelmed with home ownership and all the added costs, but we quickly learned to prioritize, so we could improve the house without taking on addition debt...The sewer project came first, then the bill for property taxes arrived.
The following spring, when Herb and Rusty started the roofing project, it only made sense to add blow-in insulation in the attic...Rusty was small in size and the perfect candidate to climb through a hole in the roof to hold and aim the hose, getting insulation into all the nooks and crannies...Later that summer, while Herb was at work, the kids and I added insulation batts to the eaves of the house and the crawl spaces upstairs...Since I was fairly small and agile back then and didn't mind closed in spaces, I crawled into the "crawl spaces," positioned on my back, and armed with a staple gun...I wore goggles and a handkerchief bandanna over my mouth and nose...Bobbi Jo was outside on the lawn, measuring and cutting the insulation, and Rusty was the runner...He carried the cut pieces upstairs, and wiggled his way through the eaves, delivering them to me for installation...This was considered "family bonding," in those days...All the while we were doing this nasty, itchy job, we had visions of boating on Wallowa Lake, when the weekend rolled around...Hugs To All...OWAV:)
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